For a few days Will would squat down like this and tell us he was "doing Bostons." I don't know what he thought I was doing there.
Someone called Evie a boy.
The children were despondent.
On Monday, Evie wore the same thing she wore yesterday.
Will stopped to smell the flowers.
Evie was cute.
On Tuesday, nothing terribly exciting happened.
On Wednesday, Evie played with shoes.
She loves playing with shoes. Loves it. If you put a shoe on the floor she will make a beeline for it and put it in her mouth way faster than you'd expect a nine-month-old to be able to. Also, our friends Mike and Alysa and Connor came over for dinner. Also, Will and Lorne made me this awesome strawberry cake because it was my 31st birthday.
On Thursday, Evie was just as confused by this Mariners bat as the real Mariners are by real bats.
On Friday, nothing happened.
On Saturday, we went up to Gramma Jo's for some Easter egg hunting and some Easter food eating.
Gramma Jo's yard has lots of great places to hid eggs.
Evie found a few eggs too.
The baby contingent.
Picking jelly beans off the jelly bean bush.
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