Seamus, Nana, Daddy, and Mommy went to an Easter egg hunt the day before Easter. It was cute watching all of the kids running around to look for plastic eggs. Seamus had a blast!
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Happy Easter, little Schmoo! You have a great attitude! When Cousin Wes was your age and met the Easter Bunny, was terrified and burst into tears!
And then there was the Easter-Egg hunt where he turned to me doubtfully and said, "what do I do?" and I said, when you see stuff on the grass, pick it up and put it in this basket. He nodded, thus clarified, and dashed into the field with the other little kids. He returned a few minutes later with a basket full of ... pine cones! Aw. My Little Botanist! I was so proud!
For the record, cousin Tris never had a moment's question or doubt about chocolate ANYTHING.
Love & schmoochies!,
Auntie Teri
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