Easter Sunday

My first Easter was quite eventful. It all began with Easter mass at St. Peter's. I really enjoy singing along with the choir but Daddy gave me a look that leads me to believe I was out of key. Mass ended with a quick nap and dirty diaper. I doubt father John appreciated that. Then home to prepare for the big Easter egg hunt with Bryson and his daddy. We barely won the grand prize. We were fortunate that most of the eggs were hid close to the ground which gave us an advantage. I still cannot wait to meet the Easter bunny.