My tastebuds rejoice usually and my waistline doesn't but...I can't ignore the Church's teachings, right? Although to be fair, the agony I felt after a day of sweets + sweets + more sweets Monday morning may prevent me from going overboard. Darn getting old!
We took some *really* unflattering photos on the nice camera which happen to be our only photos all together & dressed up, so I'm going to pretend like those didn't happen and just post phone pics like norm around here.
David's Easter basket involved a somewhat-gag-gift of a selfie stick, which we all had WAY too much fun with throughout the day. See above. And below. (jean jacket: Gap, old; swing dress: Old Navy)
We went to Mass with my family at 7:30, came back to a delicious brunch of quiche & coffee cake, sat around and played Catan, watched HGTV, and then had dinner with my priest-uncle and step-grandma. Nice and quiet.
|yep, David spelled out "loser" with everyone's tiles waiting for us to start the game...except his own|
Oh, and Kate ate way too much candy.
Honestly, she walks in my heels just about as well as I do. I'm out of practice (see: toddler to chase after) and she practices a lot.
That's about all we did, and it was great.
Hope yours was equally splendid!