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.
2 comments:
1. dude. you gotta put that child on a diet.
2. does ryder have fur-trimmed basket? and is he a pimp?
3. when do you tell ryder all the childhood fairytales he lives for are a LIE and he no longer has a reason to live?
4. nice flowers.
5. it snowed here yesterday. im hoping that was our fluke.
I am dying to get my hands on that baby. If you ever think three is too much to handle, there is always a home here for another fat munchkin. Just saying.....
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