It’s been more than a week since Easter, and here I am posting some pics. Man, this spring is flying by. Is it just me or did Easter feel way too early this year? Like, right on the tails of St. Patrick’s Day.
India is my little helper. Ever since she outgrew the fantasy, she's wanted to help at every holiday. I think she enjoys this part more than anything. She's so my daughter.
On Easter eve, Jafta said to me: "So let me guess. Tomorrow I'm getting a basket with a book, some art stuff, and four eggs full of candy?" SHUT UP KID YOU DONT KNOW ME.
Jafta: making sure things are fair since 2004. (There’s one in every family, amirite?)
We got dressed up in our Easter duds (thanks Tea Collection) and headed to church in downtown Santa Ana.
We listen to a lot of Jim Gaffigan in the car which is backfiring as they quote him back at me all morning. "Instead of enjoying this moment, let's take pictures!"
After church we headed home for brunch with Mark’s family, and of course . . . an egg hunt.
They take the egg hunt seriously the older they get. Their smack-talk game is REAL.
I’m ready for Tea Collection to make this dresses in MY size.
We spent the afternoon being lazy and playing charades. It was a nice day. Hope yours was, too!