One of the laughingest Easters I remember. We made smoothies and DollFace kept pretending to turn on the blender without the lid on. Then she’d hit me on the shoulder and laugh manically. C says she definately has MY sense of humor. A fabulous brunch (if I do say so myself!) and then egg hunt and playing outside with new Easter toys. A beautiful, windy Easter.
My nieces, parents and their two bratty dogs, Tessa and Toby. They like to poop in my house and yet my mom doesn’t understand why I don’t like it when she brings them with her. Today she allowed Tessa to sit on her lap at the dining table and eat food from her plate. Yech. There was almost an argument but she allowed me to put them outside.
Even my Zoe wanted to get in on hunting eggs.
And here I am, looking large and in charge. Jeez, my arm looks like an Easter ham. I’m never wearing that shirt again or allowing my pic to be taken while sitting down. Ughhhh.