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Easter...

Happy Easter everyone! We had a whirlwind weekend and are still tired from it, but it was well worth it.


Lyla got to start playing in her Easter basket a few days early.

Between the previous picture and the one below, we went to San Angelo and spent time with Lyla's Aunt Rachel. Matt's cousin, wife, and their three daughters were also there. It was so fun to see them! We then turned around and headed back up to Lubbock. We had dinner with friends Saturday evening and then headed to the hotel. Sunday morning Lyla read her Easter card from us.
She enjoyed a little non-poofy-dress playtime before church :-)

It is impossible to get a good family picture anymore!

Take 2: mom and dad with scary cheesy eyes, Lyla wondering what the heck we're doing.

After church we headed to Nana and Punda's house (Lyla's godparents) to hang out and eat.

Lyla played more with her basket.

The Easter bunny was replaced with a dinosaur! Agh!

I love having a girl :-)

Back home, and not exactly thrilled to be in the grass.

Happy Easter!



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