He has a much sweeter ride than I would have guessed.
Lillian "finds" an egg
Both girls find their eggs that we staged. The actual hunt in the Children's Garden was kind of a madhouse--a delightful and well-dressed madhouse, but, still.
We spent the afternoon outside with Grandma, Carolyn, Nana and Papa and for extra fun, hung the new swing. Naomi, with a worshipful light in her eyes, pointed her way towards it, whispering, "Dat. Dat!"
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