I remember the egg hunt that we used to have every Easter Sunday afternoon at church. Everyone was to bring a certain amount of dyed eggs. The eggs were collected, hidden, and off we'd go! There was always a winner, of course, but we always got our own eggs back to take home. How I miss those days!
Mills is off to his very first egg hunt this morning. I'm sure he will have a blast. As for tomorrow, he and Lainey will hunt their dyed eggs at Pop and Dee's house. A tradition started last year.
| Blowing them dry! |
| I tried to get creative again, but I made more of a mess than anything. |
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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