Maia was loving Easter this year. In the morning, she went through her basket to find stuff that the "Easter bunny" left, or what mom and Maia picked up at the store weeks ago. I thought she didn't see me buy the sunglasses. Oh well. At least the Easter bunny left her some original stuff. She loved her packet of Swedish Fish (just like the ones Amy used to give to Maia in California). Maia was thrilled. After seeing her basket, she got to go on a little egg hunt to find some plastic eggs filled with some chocolates. She loved finding the eggs more than the chocolate inside.
The next day we hid her dyed eggs. The day after that, she wanted to do it again. We had loads of fun hiding and finding eggs. (Mom, don't worry, all eggs have been accounted for and will not be lost in someone's closet in months to come when they begin to stink.)
We went to church that afternoon and we had great lessons. Both Joe and I felt like we celebrated the true meaning of Easter at church. We learned more about the atonement and the mission of the Savior. Maia also loved her Easter lesson in nursery about Jesus' resurrection.
I can't believe how big Maia is getting. She is growing way too fast. She talks and talks and talks and has an amazing vocabulary. She describes things incredibly well. My baby is no longer a baby. Sometimes it makes me sad to think that one day she'll be too big to hold and too old to play with me. She's my little buddy and my sweetheart. I love her so much. There's nothing quite like your firstborn, the one who taught you how to love more than you've ever loved, and live like you've never lived.
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