Easter

Bruce came down Easter morning, looked out the window, and said "It's my Christmas Easter Day. Where's the tree?"

The snow melted by afternoon. We set up the eggs for the egg hunt before dinner while Bruce and his friend Superboy were outside playing. The came running and Bruce tripped over the porch pavers and hit his head against the door runner, cutting it down to the bone. The UNMH children's ER on Easter isn't real busy before dinner time. By 11pm they're hopping.





I didn't know where to put this photo. It's the felted crocheted computer case I made. Pretty cute ... I think :)