the last week was a bit crazy so i have quite a bit of catching up to do.
first up:
monday! we went to grandma gwens for an easter party.
egg colored.
got stuck in aprons.
then went out back to smash them.
pssssht... who hunts them anymore?
we like to demolish our eggs with long poles and badminton rackets.
please take note of the radness...
in most of the following, an egg can be seen mid air, either on its way to being cracked, or smithereens flying.
this. one. has to be my fave.
eskimo family.
there are a few wonderful things about this beaut of a phot...
1. me in my father-in-loves jacket + short winded hair = i am a man.
2. the face i am making.
3. the egg has flown straight through the hold in my racket, completely unharmed.
lucky little scoundrel!
still, i am a pro.
a less lucky little scoundrel.
hahahahhahahha.
is all i have to say for this gem.
a smidge of confusion.
fabulous cousins.
long after the littles had left... us adults were still painting away.
"BOOOON!" -ted
im not entirely sure if he knows its the moon since we have clarified elevendy million times or if he is calling it a balloon.
it could be, if you are 18 months.
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