Eggcellent ...

What an Easter-y weekend we had! Olive had an Easter party and egg hunt at school on Thursday, and then she and Peach eagerly awaited sundown so Peach could indulge in the joy of dessert once again, having given it up for Lent. Sweet baby, she took it very seriously - after T-Bone gave her an Altoid after dinner one night, she held it up and said, "Lord, forgive me if this is dessert!"

Saturday, we hit another egg hunt, and both girlies came away with several candy-filled eggs and various other prizes, including the chocolate bunny Peach won as the clean-up runner for her team in the egg-on-a-spoon relay. Y'all, she made up a whole leg for her team - I've never seen her move so fast! And smooth! We may need to rethink this ballet stuff and look into track. UT did just raise tuition AGAIN, so a scholarship would be sweet ...

After the annual coloring of the eggs that afternoon, we had dinner with our dear friends, The Televisions, and the kids had a ball with the two dozen cascarones I brought. Mrs. Television is from Michigan, so she had never even heard of a confetti egg until I introduced them to her a couple of years ago - I just think that's so funny. By the time we embarked on the 40 minute drive home, we were all sufficiently stuffed, stinky, and soon thereafter, asleep. I always forget how much more people weigh when they're zonked and you have to carry them upstairs. My apologies to everyone who has ever attempted to carry my fat ass anywhere.

Sunday brought a beautiful day and bountiful baskets, as well as numerous photo ops in our bodacious bluebonnets:

They came back bigger, brighter, and even more badass than last year, and I have to say, we're pretty spoiled to get such a showing in just two years. So come on over with your cameras and your childrens. And beer would be nice, too.