Saturday, May 21, 2011

easter eggs. a bit late.

She's in her grandpa's shirt. Every time an egg would roll off the table she would get this sad look and say, "Oh no. My egg!" in just about the most forlorn voice you can imagine. She dipped and dunked to her little hearts content.


  1. Hey-visiting from CM. Looking forward to meeting you at the GTG on Saturday. Love your blog!!