This year's Easter activity at our local church
included an egg hunt for the younger kids, but not the teenagers.
Joy thought that was a bummer (and I don't blame her),
so she decided to host a pre-activity egg hunt at our house,
and she invited all the youth in our ward.
We stuffed candy into dozens of eggs before bedtime last night . . .
. . . then while Daddy supervised a waffle brunch for our guests this morning . . .
. . . the girls and I hid Easter eggs all around our yard.
Reesey: There's something strange about that egg,
but I can't quite put my beak on what it is.
After the egg hunt, everyone traded candy . . .
. . . and played a few rounds of Mario Kart . . .
. . . before heading to the church to help set up for the ward activity.
Youth leaders had divided the teenagers up into groups,
and assigned each group a scene from Holy Week to act out.
Some of the performances were carefully scripted . . .
. . . while others were ad-libbed and kinda random.
I think our ward, like our family,
is still trying to find the sweet spot between doing fun stuff that engages young people
and offering uplifting messages that inspire us to be more like the Savior.
The good news is that I believe we're getting a little closer every year,
and God gives points for effort.
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