At the Whiting house, Saturday Easter festivities were full of the regular old egg dying, chocolate scarfing, and Chinese food eating. (We're not really fans of Ham or cheesy 'tatoes at this house, and by 'we' I mean my three monkeys) Sunday Easter was celebrating Christ at church and resting peacefully at home for the rest of the Sabbath. (while slightly sugared-up)
Commence photographic evidence:
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| Mom's: Green Ombre, Sock's: Broken Humpty Dumpty, Dad's: The Hulk Grapes's: Garden, Pencil's: his name and lots of stirring in the purple |
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