Holy Week...

Holy week in the Smith household is a rare, much-anticipated season of our year. Since my husband works at a church who believes that Easter is the believer's Super Bowl, this week marks one where my husband becomes a phantom in the night- barely in our apartment long enough to catch his scent. Needless to say, I miss him terribly. More than usual.

This also marks Miss. Ainsley's first Easter! She's preparing her heart by taking extra naps and teething a little on the side. I am reading Matthew all week.

I am also making Chicken Salad and Lemon Shortbread. Should be a special and hopefully tasty week.

Just for fun, here's a shot of my princess and my man getting ready for church yesterday. I am a blessed lady.