Easter Sunday

On Easter Sunday, I had to be at church at 7:30 am, so I asked Travis to take some pictures after Sage was ready. The first one was the 'best' of the worst out of that bunch. She was apparently not in the mood for pictures. After church, we had lunch and Travis hid the eggs we dyed the night before for Sage to find. She loved that, but not as much as swinging. It was a beautiful day--one of the many testimonies that our Savior is alive and well.She had to put the basket on her head.
Finding eggs
and more importantly, swinging