Pictures to go with the previous post....

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We travelled up Grandma's house Saturday night.  When we get up, the house smells like Grandma's good cooking.  Yum....

 The kids love having breakfast at Grandma's because she always has the "fun" cereals that mom tries not to buy.

After breakfast, it's not a long drive walk to church.  The original church building is right next to the parsonage.

A long time ago, like some 45 years ago, there was a steeple on top of this building.  It would ring church bells (with a real bell, not a generated bell computer sound) every Sunday morning.

  Ruthie wore her new sari that Dan and Baghya just brought back from India.  It was her "Easter dress."

 I know these two pictures look identical, but I liked them so much, I put a border on them and posted both.

 After church, it was time for lunch.  Have I ever told you how much I love my mother's cooking? 

 That's my brother, David, helping cut the roast.

 That's my husband helping mash the potatoes.

 Rachel is making the salad and  Grandma is doing a little bit of everything.

As you can see (below), the kids took it easy while we were in the kitchen getting lunch on the table.

After lunch, Rachel helped the little ones color eggs.  This is a tradition in our family.  I could compile a book of all the pictures we have for all six kids, doing the same thing, every year. They look forward to this.

 Then it's time for our traditonal egg hunt.  Eggs have been hidden in Grandma's living room everywhere.  As you can tell, Ruthie and Jacob are excited when set loose to find their eggs.

 I let the two older kids hide the eggs, and they get pretty creative.  Their everywhere in this room.  Laying on the dirt of this hanging plant...

 Under the blanket where I am laying and enjoying the hunt....

Behind the sheet music, under the piano lid on the keys...

 Hiding inside the lamp shade...

See those pictures hanging on the wall?  There's some hiding on top of those, too.

 The day is over, the kids have had a lot of fun, everyone has enjoyed Grandma's cooking, and now it's time to go home.  Were taking Grandma with us for the week.

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 And this is a picture taken Sunday night when we were all settled in for the night.