Growing up, my mom dressed us to the nines on Easter and always got a big family picture of us in our finery, with our Easter baskets. I don't know what she did when there was a one year old around, but we were less than successful at capturing that one, poised moment. Let's face it, we're never poised anyway... so here are a few of the *best* representations we got of our Easter selves.
The Easter Bunny sewed these baskets up, all by herself. No joke. I'm shocked too.
The kids were kinda thrilled.
Aaaaand, the finery. We have some dapper menfolk, the closest we could get of a picture of the two kids together, and a a darling lady.
And in full disclosure, here's the more typical pictures. Happy Easter, everybody!!!
