You can’t have a little girl and not dress her up for Easter. I’m pretty sure it’s a requirement to get into Heaven. Eva was so cute on Easter I just wanted to kiss her all day.
Just so we’re clear, this is not her Easter outfit. These are pajamas.
THIS is her Easter dress. I don’t know why I look like such a freak in this picture. Maybe because I’m a freak.
And another shot.
And another. The frog was a gift from my parents. Eva loves it. She drags that thing around all day. See what I mean about being cute? I can’t stand it!
On a sentimental note, Eva had her first week in Nursery at church on Easter. At 18 months, the kids can start going to Nursery. They play with toys and sing songs and eat snacks while the parents go to Sunday School class. It’s both liberating and terribly sad.
My baby is 18 months old AND I’ve lost my excuse for skipping Sunday School.
Terribly, terribly sad.
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