Easter

Easter: not our finest day. “T” was pretty grumpy which made mommy pretty grumpy. There may have been lectures about “being grateful”…I can’t really remember, it’s sort of a blur. But despite all the grumpiness we still managed to have a few good times.

Apparently the sun was in their eyes

I think this "look" says it all

At least the azeleas were pretty

We managed to dye eggs

Having an egg hunt with friends