A few eggs had Evie's snackies in them.
Grandma Diane sent Will a copy of Bambi and this stuffed Thumper. Thumper has now reached the same status as Mr. Lion - he is necessary for sleep.
Evie got this bunny, which was delicious.
We watched some baseball. Bert Blyleven dressed up for the occasion.
On Monday, we took no pictures.
On Tuesday, Will asked if he could have a treat from his easter basket, then sang to the tune of You Are My Sunshine, "From my basket, my only basket, the blue basket, where the treats are." He totally got his treat.
There was a question on Jeopardy about heffalumps, and Will immediately yelled out, "That's from Winnie the Pooh!" He loses though, because he failed to put his response in the form of a question.
Also, no pictures.
On Wednesday, Evie started to show signs of being sick. She was tired, had a fever, and was a constant fountain of snot.
We didn't take any pictures of that.
On Thursday, we still didn't take any pictures.
On Friday, Evie was still sick, and Will was whiny, indicating that he was getting sick. No pictures still.
On Saturday, we went to the airport to begin 18 hours of travel with a 2-year-old and a 9-month-old. Are we insane? Yes. But we also had the opportunity to visit Ireland and felt it would have been more insane to not go.
Will got invited into the cockpit.
I love that he just started pushing buttons. This child is not shy.
Evie's first plane flight.
Evie's first layover.
Will saw some people laying down in the area where we took the kids to play. He decided to follow suit.
The kids were pretty great on the flights. On the flight from Chicago to Dublin, both kids slept almost the entire time. It was amazing.
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