Our day started out smoothly. I had planned on taking Mills to an Easter Egg Hunt that we were asked to go to this morning. We got up, ate breakfast, E hit the golf course, and I got my shower, bathed Mills, pressed his clothes, and got ready to leave for the 10:30 11:30 egg hunt. That's right, it was at 10:30, not 11:30. We missed it. I was devastated! I am just so thankful that Mills is still too young to even have a clue. Ever felt like the worse mother in the world? Well, I did, but like I said, he has no idea that he missed his very first real-deal official egg hunt. I felt horrible, but there will be a million more egg hunts in his life time. Right? I still feel like a heel.

Here are some pictures of him ready to go to the hunt. The hunt that we missed.

The love of our lives was born on 8.13.09 and is the light of our lives. Mills is our happy, busy, typical little boy, who never slows down. He is a huge fan of Moose and Zee, Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse and loves playing with his "big-brother-dog," Joey. There is not a day that goes by that I don't look at this precious miracle given to us by God and sit in awe.












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