Obviously, the kids had put a lot of thought into Easter... and candy... and baskets full of toys. It was no surprise they were properly excited come Easter morning. Then it just got better at Grandma and Papa's house as the egg hunt commenced:
While the girls were rabid over finding treat-filled eggs, Little Man was more interested in things like pinwheels
... and sweeping the grass.
And nobody liked the idea of a nice group shot before the highly anticipated hunt:
It was still a great day, sugar-comas and all.
In other news I cut my hair, and got "highlights." Love the cut, hate the color.
I feel like a bengal flipping tiger. (yes, I wore mah' pearls for Easter Sunday)
The highlights are way too choppy and... ugly. I may be home-dying the whole thing later this week.
This is a more accurate depiction of the craptastic color job:
What do you say? Live with it and hope it fades with washing? Or gamble on a $6 box of color I pick up from Target?