Yes, I know I know, Easter was a few weeks ago. Whatever. My blog, my memory book. YAY! Our Easter was pretty low key. We spent the weekend at my parents house, saw the Easter bunny (Elsie screamed, naturally) colored some eggs, enjoyed Easter baskets, hunted for eggs and went out for brunch at the country club. Here are several pictures from the occasion where both of my children (but mostly Elsie) refuse to look even remotely pleasant.
Seriously, could Elsie's face in our second family photo look any more pissed off? Good grief girl. And Ryann's skittles. That little stinker. The skittles were in one of her eggs she found, and she said she wanted to bring them with to brunch for her sweet treat. I tried to explain to her that they would have cake and pies and ice cream and such at the club and we can save the skittles for another time. Being the problem solver that she is, she said she could just pour the skittles on her ice cream! Clever my child, very clever.