Easter morning came. Lydia had to find her Easter basket following a trail of yarn on our little street. Notice the weird man following her with a golf club. I kid you not, anytime we are outside, that man has his golf club with him. When meeting him places, if he is there a few minutes earlier than I am, he is swinging a golf club around any patch of grass he can find. But that situation could be a whole other blog post itself. It’s okay to laugh while looking at these pictures, because I certainly do. Or maybe it’s only funny to me because this is my life? Hmm. Moving forward with Easter!
A treasure of Disney Princess figurines awaited her in her basket. She was thrilled.
Madre hosted a fabulous brunch and Easter egg hunt before church started.
Perhaps next year take it even further with matching dresses? We will see…