Bunny my honey

I need to start blogging right after big events.  It's been almost a month since Easter, and I'm having the hardest time recalling the funny and sweet things that happened.  Heck, I can't remember what happened this morning.  What I do remember is that the girls loved hunting eggs, soaked up attention from family and friends, chased bubbles, were ever curious (my girls were the only kids that tried to run into the Tchefuncte River at an egg hunt).  Due to an illness, we had to return to Texas early and didn't get to have our Baton Rouge Easter egg hunt.  Maybe next year.

Looking for eggs at Granny's

Policewoman Claire at a Covington park

It took Natalie 0.15 seconds to dye her fingers blue.

The Baton Rouge & Shreveport gang