Every year, we volunteer to serve at the first service. Then, every year we realize we have to be at church at 7:30 and wonder WHY ON EARTH DO WE DO THIS EVERY YEAR?!?!
But at least we get breakfast out of the deal.
Cute greeters.
There are VERY few children at the 8:30 service, so our kids usually make out like bandits at the egg hunt after church.
Easter baskets are ready?!
I don't really do baskets every year, and I certainly don't bother with all the plastic grass and whatever, they seem pretty happy with a little pile of candy at their place at the table.
My very favorite part of this photo is how Keith's cradling the rubber chicken like it's some kind of special vintage wine.
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