Of course, Easter, they day where you have special clothes. Mothers use their own spit to keep your hair in place. Being Brain Dusted is the norm. Ahh...the day of family.
This year, we visited Ted's parent's house for Easter and we were joined by his sister's family. After the meal, the egg hunt and obligatory photos were snapped, the two boys wasted no time in getting muddy...like REALLY muddy.
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