Our Easter morning started out pretty rough! “The Easter Bunny” put Mya’s stuff in the WRONG basket. She was very upset and could not understand why her things were not in the correct basket. It got so bad I had to put her back in bed and make come back down once she calmed down. Damn Easter Bunny! I know for a fact that the “Easter bunny” shopped long and hard picking out just the perfect gifts for this kid. Then, spent hours arranging the baskets, filling and hiding eggs around the house. Just waiting to see her little eyes widen with joy in the morning. Yeah well, that will teach me (I mean the Easter Bunny). She saw that her stuff was in the wrong basket and forget it! She screamed and cried and I sent her butt packing right back up the stairs!
After the basket crisis was averted we hunted for eggs and spent the day with my husbands family.

Mya was being very grumpy and refused to smile so Jesse improvised!

My father in-law, who I adore!

I like this shot, not sure why.

Jesse with his Dad and Brother. I think they all look so alike.






