Easter

Something about how we spent Easter morning seems a bit odd to me . . . maybe it is because the Easters that I remember growing up were all about being clean and getting dressed up. Our Easter morning was spent getting dirty!
Before -After -Now if you think we were heartless and denied our children the Easter basket tradition please note the "grass" mixed in with pieces of drywall:
And of course there was the hunting for eggs -
How about the outfit? Christmas pajamas and giraffe boots . . . just screams "Easter" doesn't it? Speaking of outfits . . . this one just says: little old lady going to church:Pickle wasn't much into finding eggs . . . she wanted to redistribute her "grass."Happy Easter everyone!