Easter!

I'm not sure I will be able to think of Easter without hearing Connor say it in his sweet little voice.  We got him a book about Easter and it is one of his favorite books.  I think it's because it rhymes.

We got to spend Easter at my mom's house with Myers' family.  It was so great to see baby Arthur!  I had only seen him for an hour or so when he was brand new and Patrick hadn't been able to meet him yet.  This was the first trip that Myers and Laura had taken outside of town because Arthur is finally 6 months old and officially neutropenia free!

This picture makes Connor look really interested in Arthur.
Definitely not the case.

Feeding Daddy.

We did convince him to give Arthur a kiss though!

Lillian loved being able to order Connor around and jump on the trampoline with him.  Connor thought she was the best things ever.  We'll post some videos soon of them singing together!

Uncle Will was one of many adults coerced into jumping.

Granmar had fun watching the kids play.

Easter baskets for the littlies and Mom.  We got Henry to write
the cutest notes from the Easter bunny about how we were doing
the hunt a day early due to weather and that he had hidden
only yellow and orange eggs for Connor and purple
and pink for Lillian.

Uncle Will was Connor's basket holder.

Easter Sunday was a much nicer day than we anticipated.  Myers and Laura went with Patrick and me to Mass and Connor and Lillian got to participate in the hunt the church set up.  Connor got to eat his first piece of chocolate and LOVED it.

We had fun hanging out together on Easter Sunday.  There was some hanging out on devices, but not too much.

These Care Bears are a main attraction at Sani's house.

All babies love fire.

Arthur and Uncle Will.

Arthur and his cousin's Happah.

Poor buddy was teething and had a cold.

Lillian remembered that the last time she was with us at Sani's house, she took a bath with Connor.  So they took a bath together, and were total hams.  It was pretty goofy.

Somehow, we can't escape tragedy in our family.  While we were setting up the egg hunt, Oliver, my family's Westie, charged a car, as he often did.  Unfortunately, this time he was in a fatal accident.  We were all devastated, but poor Henry and my mom lived with him, and Henry slept with him.  We'll miss that sweet dog.