I'm not a super religious person,
but I do want Sienna to grow up knowing Easter is about God not gifts & bunnies.
So instead of going to the mall to take a picture with a creepy bunny, we went to church with a basket of food to get it blessed...a tradition I grew up with and one that has been around for centuries. On Easter morning, we ate our blessed hard boiled eggs, bread & ham.
Sienna was good in church, surprisingly. She ran up to a family with 2 girls and played with them the whole time, the girl sure isn't shy.
That little vintage looking sheep in the basket...it looks like nothing to you...but it means so much to me. I took it from my childhood home in Poland, it was used in every Easter basket in my family since before I even existed. My mom confirmed that it was atleast 30 years old. So glad I got to have it and pass it on to Sienna so she can one day put it in her Easter basket
I hope you all have a wonderful Easter!!