Senior Prom and Easter

I guess it's better late than never, right? I had a few pictures from the past couple of weeks that I wanted to put here on my online diary. That's what it sort of is, right?

Cam's senior prom was two weeks ago. Look at the beautiful wristlets the girls wore! I couldn't get over how pretty and colorful the flowers were. And, of course, the girls' dresses. They were just gorgeous.


And I thought my handsome fella dressed up pretty darned nicely! Daddy brought his '55 Chevy over for Cam to make pictures with. He didn't drive it to the prom, though. Um, no.


Isn't youth a beautiful thing? I was happy with the way his suit looked on him and well, his date was darling. They complemented each other so much.


Bright and early the next morning, we headed south. Vidalia, home of the world-famous sweet onion is where we landed for our Kimball Easter.

Almost everyone was there and we couldn't have asked for a prettier day. The kids had their egg hunt. Just look at this look of excitement on my cousin, Rick's little girl. Priceless. Once again, isn't youth just wonderful?

But we can't be kids forever. Here is my mom with two of her three brothers. They look pretty good, don't ya think?

The following weekend was Easter weekend. Another exhausting, but wonderful time. Easter Sunday morning I went to my first-ever sunrise service at the square in McDonough. It was another gorgeous day and when the sun was rising in the sky, it just gave me chills.

We listened to a wonderful sermon and some amazing music. I really, really enjoyed it.

Jeff''s mom had lunch for everybody for the first time in a long time. There are so many people and she never let us bring anything before, but this time we all brought sides and it worked out good. She still made most of the food and probably worked hard the day before, but it sure was good.

Kristi got Jeff and his brothers, mom and dad together for a picture. I love the way Jeff is holding P-Nut's arm. Such a sweet picture.

Sunday night we had my family over for Easter supper. After a few weeks of pretty nice weather, the kids decided it was time to try out the pool. Here's my first swimmer of 2011.

Y'all know how sentimental I am, right? My kids and my nephews and niece range in age from 22 to 7 years old. But they KNOW that when they come to MY house for Easter that EVERYBODY hunts Easter eggs.

Since the excitement has died down for most everybody with the exception of Eli, I decided to try something a little different this year. We had our egg hunt at dark. Everyone brought flashlights and had to hunt their eggs in the pitch black. Which, BTW, I thought it would never get dark that night.

This was a good picture of everyone except Cam. Not sure why he felt he needed to make such a face, but, oh, well. It's great of the others.

It was a huge success hunting eggs in the dark. And it did make it a little more challenging for my 22-year-old son! Ha!!!

After all the eggs were found -- or so we thought -- they checked out their loot.

Jeff found three more eggs Monday and Cam found one of the silver eggs last night. Thankfully, none of it was chocolate. That would've been a terrible thing to waste. It was jelly beans. Which I ate anyway.

There is nothing on our schedule this weekend and I am SO glad. I'm sure we'll be working around the house, but no big event to get ready for.

We had very bad storms in Georgia last night. Tornadoes skipping all across the state. I'm thankful that all of my family and friends are okay. It was pretty scary for some of us. Jeff slept through most of it. I kept watch, knowing that if I tried to wake any of the three of my Kelly men, they would probably just roll over and tell me to leave them alone. But I kept watch just in case. Thankfully, we didn't have to hit the basement.

I only intended to work on my post for a few minutes, but here I am two hours later. Ugh.

Till next time...