Our Easter was filled with the usual traditions. Like candy hunting at our local park...
Dying Easter eggs (I'm really not sure why we do this one every year. We always forget about it until last minute and then I end up throwing the whole batch away a week after Easter because nobody around here likes hard-boiled eggs. Grumble. Grumble.)
Maybe it's because the kids think it's awesome? That must be it.
Easter morning, the girls ran in to find what kind of swag the bunny had brought them and to hunt for our colored eggs hidden around the house.
The older girls got bubbles and Ellie thought it was a good idea to dump her's out on the patio table, then come and wipe her soapy hand prints on the back door. I guess that's one way to experience the bubbles...
Easter dresses!
And no Easter would be complete without our traditional "baby in a basket" picture. Avery might have been the best sport so far...
...as you can see.
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