I’m about to show some really cute pictures of my progeny, so I’ll even it out by showing a few ugly ones I snapped of Wesley. Balance, my friends, balance.
We were at the cabin and hit upon the weekend of the community egg hunt. I had mixed up the time, so we had time to eat lunch and Piper taught me to make dandelion chains (which she sat down with a bunch of flowers and figured herself—typical Piper). Wesley helped by picking her lots of flowers, and Kyla wore the jewelry and then went off exploring on her own (typical Kyla).
[Kyla is currently our beloved toothless wonder, but when she had lost two more teeth, Piper went and pulled one of hers out. I cannot swear it was loose to begin with.]
Before the Big Wilt, Piper was the most festive egg hunter.
People, shmeople. This is what really stole the camera’s eye. Look at the beautiful April weather!