You have to come to my website and look at my Twitter page later tonight to read about The Big Night.  It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a really long time and I want to tell everybody about it when it happens.  It will actually take all night and we’ll put pictures on here.  You should definitely come back for this!

Any ideas?

T minus 3 days and counting…

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T minus 6 days and counting.

The Big Night is Saturday, June 19. The Dinosaur Boy will be fulfilling one of many dreams beginning Saturday evening and continuing overnight, and will be Tweeting and live-blogging his experience. We’re not releasing any details yet– only clues, and here is the first one.

Note from Dad:

Bridger and I are preparing for a special live-blogging event coming up later this month.  If We’re keeping the details under wraps right now, but we’ll be posting hints in the coming days.  In the meantime, feel free to subscribe to Bridger’s posts using the feed buttons above, and follow him on Twitter!

Do you ever wonder what adults do at church?  I think they sit in the gym and talk the whole time, and eat little treats that only adults like– like lasagna.  Then they walk around, every once in a while checking in on their kids in the classes.

It seems like their whole life adults are talking to people.  Like when we go on walks in the neighborhood and Mom and Dad see Grace or some of their other friends, they stop and talk for about two hours.  That’s great that they can do that, but what are we going to do while they’re talking?

It’s not like we can just listen in, because they just talk about bills and houses and other stuff only adults care about.

This one is for Jesus.  Easter is all about Jesus and this is a very special day.

First there was the crucification.  That’s where they nailed him on a cross on a hill.  Then he died and they put him in a tomb, which is kind of freaky.  We don’t do tombs much any more, we do graves.  Then after 3 days he was resurrected.  That means I’ll be resurrected and have a perfect body.  That’s nice because that means I won’t need to eat, which means I won’t be a picky eater any more.

Then there’s the Easter Bunny.  He came last night, but he only brought candy and stuff, not big things.  That’s ok because I understand he doesn’t have the budget that Santa Claus does.

Previous Easter Blog Posts:
Did Jesus Really Live Again?
Sunday Night Prayers: Pets and the Easter Bunny
Thoughts on Easter (this one’s a must-read!)