FIFTEEN

Three quarters of the blondie cousins. 

 2017 week fifteen

Theodore's life currently: trains. 

Dyeing eggs produces one of two feelings: pure joy or pure jealousy. 

I brought Theodore Easter shopping with me. I guess I wasn't watching him closely enough. Suddenly I'm shouting, "Oh no! Theodore!" And the three other moms in the aisle started laughing in commiseration. 

All dressed up for an Easter Egg hunt! 

The local hunt we went to had age segregated hunts and waiting was the hardest part. 

But the petting zoo was so lovely and easter-y. 

One egg was enough for Theodore once he realized what was inside. He lost all interest in getting more. "One in the hand..." is clearly his motto. 

Vera was the sweetest helper opening all his candy for him and she didn't even steal one piece. 

The consummate egg hunt photo. 

The sky was blue and grass was spring green studded with wildflowers and girls in flowery dresses. It was everything you could want on a spring morning for an egg hunt.  

The pea tent is coming along nicely. We had enough by Easter evening to have some with our dinner. 

"Wouldn't you really like to take a photo of Giraffey being silly in this mask?" 

Some days are long and everyone's patience is thin. A mama and littles bubble bath usually makes everything better. 

Quotes:

Swinging on the swing screaming nonsense words at the top of her lungs."Mama! I was shouting French words to the neighbors."

"Rile Kyle Mile Lyle Alice Malice Chalice Walice." A song Vera sung for a full thirty minutes changing the rhyme every few words. But she never ran out of rhymes.