Everyone had stained fingers by the time we were done.
After lunch, we had our annual Easter egg hunt in the backyard. Thankfully, it hasn't rained recently, and was fairly warm. Ok, more like not freezing cold. Tess sat this one out and just observed from Daddy's lap.
Out the door and ready to go. Tanner was the assistant egg hider again this year. Twelve is a bit too told to hunt for Easter eggs, don't you know?
Teagan was super excited to find eggs.
Cousin Braeden came over to hunt eggs too.
That's no egg. It's a chocolate bunny.
Tatum and Travis were hunting eggs too, they just ran a little too fast for me to snap pics of them.
It's the Easter Bunny!!!
Not really. That's just Cotton AKA Bunny AKA Snowball, depending on which kid you ask.
Checking out the stash.
Tess entertained everyone with her antics.
"Why yes, that is slobber on my shirt. That's because I love to do this."
Blowing raspberries is her passion. She lives for it. That and squealing. She particularly enjoys it if someone squeals back. Fake coughing is also fun.
She is an 8 month old now.
Still toothless, though she can put away some green beans and corn. She's mastered the army crawl and has decided inching forward on her belly is much preferable to crawling on her hands and knees. She, dare I say it out loud, slept through the night last night. From 9 pm until almost 8 am. What bliss. I'm pretty sure it was a fluke and won't happen again, but wouldn't it be grand?