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| Easter Eve, after a long day of house hunting in St. Louis, we're getting our egg dyin' on! Arlo dispenses with all egg-wrangling implements and dives right in, bare-handed. |
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| Look at that concentration! Balancing his Tiffany blue egg, complete with tres artistique scribbles! |
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| Our dyed eggs? Pretty speggtacular, we know. |
Early the Next Morning....
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| We hunt eggs in our pajamas! (Eggspertly hidden by enthusiastic grandparents.) |
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| Grandpa Elbe is my Egg Caddy. |
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| Score! |
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| Found another one! Woot! |
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| Surveying my eggy loot! |
Later that Afternoon at Aunt Karen and Uncle Paul's...
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| Grandma Susan steals some baby bunny cuddles! |
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| Playing b-ball before lunch with Daddy, who won the Watkins' fam's Bracketology bragging rights this year. VCU, you let Mama down, yo. |
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| He got game. Serious game. |
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| Tossing the tennis ball with Cousin Kevin. |
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| Um, Aunt Karen? Uncle Paul? There's a monstrous earthworm in your garden! |
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| Family pic to commemorate Easter 2012. We tried to get a photo with the Easter Bunny a couple of weeks ago, but Arlo had a masterfully blood-curdling meltdown as soon as he laid eyes on that tail-coated rabbit. It was like Santa Redux. |
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| Hey, those are MY bunny ears, Daddy! |
And a little live action egg hunting, for optimal adorableness:
Untitled from RM on Vimeo.
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