Here we are, in all of our wind-blown, allergy-eyed, sans make-up, and missing-hairbow Easter Glory. Note to self: Do not wait until the end of the holiday to take family photo.
My Easter Boys.
This is exactly how Andrew ended up with fewer eggs in his basket than Margaret. He would spot a beauty, get excited and tell me about it. Then when he finally went to grab it, one of the little kids already had it swiped up. He just doesn't have a competitive bone in his body.
Margaret was happy to show off her hunting skills. Too bad she was almost blown away.
It was so windy that we thought flying the kites would be easy this year.
Uncle David and his boys were the most successful in the kite department.
Noteworthy- Tanner has graduated from finding eggs, to helping hide them. He might have been a tiny bit bit proud of this.
We were glad we also got to stop by Nana and Poppa's house earlier in the day.
HAPPY EASTER!
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