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A Minneapolis Easter Weekend

This year we decided to stay home for Easter. I had hoped to go to Duluth again, but my brother Blake had to work. Instead I planned some fun things for us to do in Minneapolis. Meadow had fun egg hunting at Blake's last year so I found one at one of the Minneapolis Parks. 

The first round was for kids under 4. I guess Meadow could have gone with the next age of kids. Her groups was a little too easy.

Meadow was the biggest kid in the group, which must have meant that the rest of the almost 4 year olds were across the street.

Inside we had snacks and watched Max and Ruby.

I believe that's some kind of kids show.

Then we headed over to the craft area where Meadow made a paper flower.

Then Meadow asked to go on the zip line at the playground. I thought she would be too scared, but she loved it.



With the new countertops and backsplash done all we had left was to repaint the walls. Sorry Gates of Gold it's time for you to go. We decided on a green color.

But we couldn't quite decide on which green color.

We thought we had picked the right one, but it turned out to be way too light. So we wouldn't make that mistake again we chose three green samples that we liked and made the decision. As much as we like the middle color it's a little dark. We decided on the third color.

Someday we'll paint a room army green. Or maybe not.

On Easter morning Meadow and I woke up early and biked to church. Scott decided to skip out this year.

I was still feeling under the weather and somebody had to hide the Easter basket.

When we returned it was time for her to find her Easter basket.

Check everywhere Meadow.

Probably not in the cookie jar.

I hid the basket the same place she can never find me during hide and seek.


She really did look nearly everywhere on the first floor.

At last she found it.

This year she got a 100 pc Snoopy puzzle, chocolate covered raisins, jelly beans, dried bananas and dried mangoes.

And then insisted on eating all of the food and puzzling asap.

For our Easter dinner we decided to have a dessert to go with it. Meadow has her own personal Bundt pan. I have a few recipes that fit perfectly in her pan that are easy enough for her to do on her own. I talked her through it and she did almost everything herself.

Brooke is braver than I am.


She kept asking the whole time if she could lick the spoon and the bowl.

That's my little girl.

The weather has warmed up so we could hang laundry outside again.

Meadow and I enjoyed some fresh air while the cake finished in the oven.

The little cake was adorable.

Brooke said we had to get a picture or two of Meadow and her first "by-herself" cake.

I started making our Easter dinner. Sweet potato and black bean tostadas. Usually we have fish tacos, but changed it up a bit this year.

Meanwhile, Meadow worked some more on her puzzle.

I helped her out and we took pictures of one another.


Easter dinner outside.

It was pretty near perfect.

I quickly changed into my work clothes and finished the final touches on repainting our hanging basket for the kitchen.

Meadow's cake had cooled and it was time to have dessert. Good job Meadow!

I was thinking this little cake was the perfect size for us, but we still only ate 1/3 of it.

After dessert Meadow got to look for Easter eggs.

She ended up playing games with her "eggies" for the rest of the week.

I filled them with more chocolate covered raisins, dried bananas, dried mangoes and jelly beans. I think she ate everything in one sitting.

Meadow wanted to go to a playground. Brooke didn't. I sided with the little one.

A short bike ride sounded good afterall.


After the playground Meadow wanted to run the whole way home.

I can't believe she just kept running and running.

She made it about half way.

We worked together some more on her puzzle.

We didn't think we'd have dinner, but we ended up eating Italian sausage on brat buns. Not exactly Easter themed, but neither were the tacos.

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