I think we've become
that family. The one that predictably follows...TRADITION...year after year! (You know you said that a la Fiddler On the Roof. If you didn't, you may do so now and redeem yourself.)
Anyhooters, Easter came yet again. We did what we always do: dyed eggs and had an egg hunt. This year, Nana was with us. In case you all didn't know, she stayed for 3 weeks to help after the baby came. What a game changer that was for our family. I mean, really, it was organized chaos rather than the usual messy, crying, sobbing, eating cereal for weeks on end mess that is a home with a newborn. But I digress.
Where were we? Oh, yes, Easter.
Here are the pictures of our Easter
- wait for it -
(all together now)
TRADITION(S)!!!
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The little shrinky-dink things did not shrink nor dink when we followed the directions. Our ever faithful engineer busted out the hair blower and had great success. |
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We all had to take our turn. |
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Our glorious masterpieces. Which proceeded to sit in the fridge for 10 days upon when we threw them away. All of them. Untouched. Uneaten. Thrown away. |
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Grandma's sister, Aunt Myra Lee, has been in town. She's the official baby wrangler for me when we go to visit. She does a superb job of it. |
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Uncle Brent also tamed the beast during the party. |
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These two are nearly inseparable when we get together. |
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The fam busted out the net and rackets for a rousing game of badminton. (Dudes, it's not badmiTTon. It's badmiNton.) |
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This game was taken very seriously. |
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VERY seriously. |
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A leeetle behind the play. But, good effort. |
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The mocking of a parental unit never ceases, does it? |
As usual, the Easter TRADITIONS! we have established were well anticipated and always thoroughly enjoyed.