Tess is Ten Months

and...

...Juicy and Delightful

...slightly pensive

...a lover of dirt, twigs, and all things inappropriate for consumption

...completely content to be strolled along

...the proud owner of 4 new top teeth

...deliciously chubby (21 lbs, 12 oz at her 9 month check-up)

...and on the move!!

Pretty sure it just goes downhill from here...

My Pretties

In their Easter Garb, ten minutes before we needed to leave for church.

Tessa had a snot nose and needed a nap.

Linley was bribed to smile. She stopped smiling and demanded her granola bar after three shots.

Ryder (not pictured, in case you were confused) refused to step away from his raging game of "Angry Birds" on his father's iPhone.

These pictures are awesome.

I have grand plans of taking pictures of my children at a more opportune time in their frilly clothing to more fully show-off their cuteness. But let's be honest: that will probably never happen and this is probably as good as it is gonna get.

For Amanda

Because she isn't quite convinced I have enough posts about this beauty.

Enjoying a little general conference.

Not my favorite. Just my favorite to photograph.

Happy Easter!!

The Easter Bunny may have been a little preoccupied with buying and installing tile for the bathroom this year. Bless you Target for still having plastic eggs and chocolate and coloring books and crayons yesterday. You made Easter morning a success. Well, Target and the awesomeness of the Easter Bunny.

The morning hunt. Enjoy the mass bum shots.

We had a couple friends and the missionaries over for Brunch and another hunt before conference began.

Ryder was the biggest hunter. And the meanest.

And yet, another bum shot.

 Why can't Easter and General Conference coincide every year?? This is the perfect Sunday. Food, friends, fun, no Primary and the Prophet. Perfection.

(Disclaimer: I promise I love Primary Marie)

Hope everyone is having a fabulous Easter!!!

A Hunting We Will Go

Today was the church play group Easter Egg Hunt. The kids had fun. I am sure of it. Even if they repeatedly keep asking when the real Easter egg hunt, with the real Easter Bunny hiding the eggs that are filled with good chocolate, will occur. Because they really hate jelly beans. Got it. Snobs.

I didn't take any pictures of Tess while egg hunting. Unwilling to keep her left out, we snapped some shots outside this afternoon after naps.

Between the sun in her eyes and the constant removal of dirt, grass and twigs from her mouth, she was in no mood for pictures.

But surely that does not matter, because my daffodils have bloomed, and the sun is shining, and it is warm and I am really, really, hoping that this isn't just a fluke and Spring has made it's official arrival.

It's possible, right?