Easter Day

So in a fit of insanity- I decided to sew myself an Easter skirt and matching ties for the boys. Thanks to Marika I wasn't up too late. This is also an example of why there are no good pictures of me. Alma is not photo talented. And because I know the masses are clammering for it I included a picture of me in the skirt so you can see it too- how Alma always gets such a flattering angle is a mystery to me.

Here are the monkeys all lined up on the stairs, sadly it rained and snowed off and on all day so we had an indoor egg hunt- which is kind of sad. Grant was Beckett's helper (his idea).

Coen at this age didn't really get it- one egg and he was happy. I don't know if it was due to the helper but Beckett got it- he was running around like a maniac getting all the eggs he could.

Coen was digging through this potted plant getting all the plastic eggs and leaving behind all the hard boiled ones- I thought a sign of brilliance. Then the next week he ate about a dozen boiled eggs- so maybe he shouldn't have spurrned the real eggs.

The loot

Annie did pretty good too.