Easter is NOT about the easter egg hunt and pretty clothes!

Yesterday both my kids were sick with whatever kind of 'bug' they had. We stayed home 99% of the day with the exception of dropping some previously made dish my husband had made to take to our family's gathering (just in case the kids happened to recover so quick), and then to make a quick run back to Walgreen's to get some more Children's Tylenol, Motrin, and Powerade for fluids. (Though we have a stash of Capri Suns for their school lunches, I didn't want to fill them up with all the sugar packed in those, and naturally they didn't want to drink water, so we settled for the next best thing, Powerade, which was good enough). I cuddled with them both on the couch as we watch some Biblical DVD cartoons on the resurrection of Christ and then played two kid board games 'Don't Wake Daddy' and 'Don't Spill the Beans'. It was all very low key and well spent day. Hannah continuously wanted to repeat the DVD song 'Do Lord, Oh Do Lord, Oh Do Lord Remember Me....' over and over and over and over again, but this was a joy for me that she longed to make this request. Though little brother being the sickest got tired of all the repeats he quickly settled down for a long winters nap....just kidding....he quickly settled down for a nap in my arms and together Hannah and I sang this song repeatedly as I watched her prance around the living room. We discussed Easter and the meaning behind it and I was very pleased at her intent to hear me repeat the resurrection of Christ (even though she's heard it before) over and over again. Then we watched the cartoon called 'Bible Man', which comes on TV (You may have heard of it) and before long we were all asleep. Later we prayed and surprisingly I was amazed that neither of my kids were upset about not going Easter egg hunting with their multitude of cousins, gramps and grams, aunts, and uncles. I truly believe we celebrated Easter in the best way; learning about Christ being risen while just enjoying the company of one another in the presence of our home. Even being sick this did not stop us from celebrating Christ's resurrection and the new hope He gave us all. I am almost inclined to say this Easter was one of the better ones we shared; no BBQ in the backyard, no egg hunting, no mounds of candy, but just the three of us (daddy had to work) recovering from sickness, and being quiet and alone together. There was just something about it that made it extra special.