(Michael) Hate to forget these memories. We did our traditional wheat-in-plastic-eggs for the chickens. We figure their love for wheat outweighs the potentially offensive method of delivery.
A single anonymous Easter present back to us.
Rebecca mostly wanted to spend the day napping in the shade. But we decided to surprise her with her own easter egg treat.
Some of trees, like the peach tree below, were in full bloom.
I had to make the pancakes fit the occasion.
The day before, we took Thomas to a community Easter egg hunt at a park. It's a tough concept for a two year-old, but he manage to go along and pull his own weight. The girl next to him in the picture is his best friend Skylah from church.
We also setup a few eggs in the backyard so he could give it another try.
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