I knew Oanh and Thắm were coming over, so I went and bought some duck and chicken eggs (I got both because I didn't know which was better...?). Erica and I looked for food coloring last week without success, but we didn't need it because we had stickers, markers, and glitter. After decorating, we poked holes in the eggs and blew out the yolk, a practice I had a small obsession with as a kid (you can ask my mom).
And I took pictures and tried to capture everyone at their best.

We enjoyed an Easter brunch at our fellowship and pigged out in celebration. It didn't feel like Easter. Can I say that? I was on yahoo and one fo my friends here sent me a message over chat (yahoo chat is the cool thing in Vietnam, everyone who's anyone...). He wanted an explanation of the name Easter. Phục Sinh means 'to revive, to resusitate (ressurect, perhaps?).'
So, I told the Easter story to someone who had never heard it before. I've never done that before. That was cool. His last reaction was, "he alive? thats wonderful!"





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Easter = former pagan holiday name. In Hungary, the word for Easter is the compound words of 'without meat'. I like Vietnam's version the best.
Ohhhh.... I had bought a package to send you to die eggs...still sitting near the phone... I will have to say that your new niece kept us on the road for a while!(but we both know I procrastinate...)
Looks like you had great fun, though. How long has it been since we blew out eggs?!! So neat to be able to tell the Easter story!
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