Beep Beep.

Lillian, the doubtful driver.
(Photo and title credits to Nana.)

Eggs and Fun and Sunshine and Floofy Dresses!

Naomi meets the Easter Bunny

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!"

So neither of the are fabulous photographs (okay, they're actually quite terrible.) but we had some fun today that is worth documenting. Lillian's been hit with another round of cold and we've been up for several nights struggling to get her through. She's made huge improvements today and looks to be well on the way towards mended.

Since she was feeling so much better, we headed over to Nat and Amanda's for what has become our annual egg decorating event. It's much more easily justified now that Jack's old enough to participate. The girls played pretty happily all over the room, completely ignoring us and our eggly pursuits. Except for when Naomi pitched her egg to the ground.



When we got home and took off Naomi's overalls, we found a cheerio stuck squarely over her belly button.



More pictures to be taken this weekend!

'Scuse Me.

Several things I'd like you to notice about this picture.

1. Naomi has, literally, a fistful of remotes.

2. Lillian has a "duckbutt" curl at the back of her head. You can't see it as well as I would like here, but know that it exists and it is good.

3. Naomi, a.k.a. Droopy Drawers, cannot keep her pants up over her non-existent butt.

Blame It On The Rain

Blergh. It's been raining here for 47 years. We might all be getting a little testy. What you see here is Lillian's face after I've taken her picture. She chants "baby" and demands to see the back of the camera. When I will not, in fact, hand over the nicest piece of electronic equipment in my home, this is the reaction.

Proof That Lillian is a Clevelander

She is mystified by sunshine. After a long, dreary, grey winter one intrepid ray of sun made its way into our living room. Lillian talked about it for bit, searched for it, and, upon finding it, stuck her fingers into it. Hopefully we'll get a few doses of full body immersion before too long. Need spring!

Watching the World Go By

We spent more time outside today, watching the neighbors emerge from their houses, blinking at the sun. Leaves were raked (not ours), lawns were edged (not ours), cars were vacuumed (not ours).

By the way, Lillian giggles everytime the breeze kicks up.