For the first time, we had a Easter egg hunt at home for Case. Last year we were on pins and needles due to our history, and the THREE years before that we were in the hospital. So Easter isn't my favorite holiday, and Case has received far more rabbit-themed baskets from caring hospital volunteers than us.
No cute Easter clothes for us slackers either. Case wore his Buzz Lightyear jammies (thanks Grandma!)
Case didn't seem to hold it against us though. He was only moderately interested in the eggs, requiring much pointing and excitement from Marc and I before exploring them. No killer instinct, that kid. He did like the treats though; plastic eggs full of grapes and chocolates and marbles.
Afterwards we had a breakfast of waffles and Conference, and an Easter feast that night of smoked ribs.
No cute Easter clothes for us slackers either. Case wore his Buzz Lightyear jammies (thanks Grandma!)
Case didn't seem to hold it against us though. He was only moderately interested in the eggs, requiring much pointing and excitement from Marc and I before exploring them. No killer instinct, that kid. He did like the treats though; plastic eggs full of grapes and chocolates and marbles.
Afterwards we had a breakfast of waffles and Conference, and an Easter feast that night of smoked ribs. 
2 comments:
Molly may actually look more interested than Case!
I love those little shorts! I'm glad you at least got a peaceful Easter. Thanks by the way.
love,
j
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