i am such the slacker. i know it's may and has been for two days, which means you're STILL waiting for more easter pictures.

well, in my defense, i'm more of the incessantly-taking-pictures-mom and have a million and 34 pictures to go through to find the "good" ones. they're all good. i can't decide. and i love picnik which makes editing fun and addictive and then it's midnight and i realize i haven't accomplished all that much....

maybe this particular holiday is just supposed to have 13 parts. it was springy. the weather was perfect. the grass was green. family all around. bright colors. my children are hams for the camera. i absolutely had to take a picture of each syllable as words came out of their mouths, each part of every smile, 4 pictures of each bubble, every part of every step. dude, i'm a very proud momma.

so, after easter morning we headed over to our cousin's, brian & julie. grandma was there waiting with round 2 of easter basket goodness.


we walked past it coming into the house and i was wondering when the kids might question whether the bag o' awesome was for them. . .


didn't take long.



again, she stared at it, like, "what's that? i want it, i think."




 i love that i got shots of both of them looking at greedy hands lurking around their goodies, they've both mastered the stink eye...



then, we moved outside. . .


and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin'.  uh huh sing that black eyed peas song for the rest of the day.  you're welcome.


my mother hates me and she got each of my children VERY audible recorders. it took irie a minute to figure out she needed to exhale instead of inhale. when she did, my life was over and my mother got MY master stink eye.



he's a very happy man. and i'm a very lucky woman.


who doesn't LOVE bubbles? who doesn't love watching their child discover how much she LOVES bubbles. . . .




they also got these really disgusting bubbles that don't pop. like glue. like, "what's the damn point" bubbles. here's chancellor's look of disgust as he realized he'd wear those sticky bubbles for the rest of the day. right before irie beats him with her bubble wand.

there are so many more. . .

betcha can't wait.