Saturday, April 11, 2009

Twas the night before Easter

We have very little idea of what we're doing here.

But it was good times ... good times.

How can she see what she's doing?

Oh, there's a little window. I see.

There's stickin' it to you, Easter Bunny.

Fresh outta the oven apple pie ... breakfast smells so yummy.

She loves the camera.

He tolerates the camera.


Dishes are washed. Clothes are laundered ...
well the ones we need anyway :)

It's time for me to get to bed like the rest of the family.

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