Baby's First Easter

Leighton had a wonderful first Resurrection Sunday, also known as Easter. The day began with the opening of Easter baskets at her "Bella's" house.

We usually would have been off to church but this Easter was a little different. Sadly, Leighton's great- grandmother's body is dying. There is no other way to put it. We have no idea how much time she has left nor when we will be able to travel back down to the Eastern Shore to visit. She could be meeting Jesus very soon and she had yet to meet her one and only great grandchild. So, instead of heading to church we headed to Fairhope for her to say "hello" to Leighton and for us to possibly say "goodbye" to her.The visit went better than we expected. Leighton was in a great mood long enough for Nanny to hold her and take this picture.

I can barely look at it without getting teary eyed. Papa (her husband) was off at church so we got to visit with just her, uninterrupted, for a good couple of hours. Leaving was hard. Knowing it may be our last time to see her here on this earth but we look forward to that sweet reunion we know we will have with her some day. Papa got home from church right before we left. This picture captures his first time seeing Leighton.

We headed back to my mother's for Easter lunch with my mom and Mark's family. Oh how I cherish the time spent with family. I wish our busy lives permitted us to all get together more than just for the holidays. Here are a couple of good shots from lunch.

4 Generations 

We then made our way to Leighton's  "Honey's" home to see that side of the family and were so glad Leighton got to meet most of the rest of this large and close knit family.

I love how beautiful the weather was because we got to spend most of the day outside. I cannot remember a more beautiful Easter Sunday.

Leighton is, of course, too young to understand any of what was going on that day, and she does not yet know that she has a heavenly father who loved her so much that he suffered the most horrific of deaths to save her from sin and hell. We know she is entirely too young to grasp this. However, she is currently learning trust. She knows that when she cries, I will come running. Instilling this trust in her is so important because she has to learn she can trust me so that one day she will believe she can trust in a man, a father, a savior whom she cannot even see. She has to know she can trust his word. I am doing my very best to ensure that she develops a strong sense of trust in those who love her and want what is best for her. We look forward to Easters in the future, I cannot wait to see her fall in love with her heavenly father!