Easter

Easter Day sure was gloomy around here. But the bunny hopped into our house nonetheless, and TJ was busy looking around the house, the truck, (the dryer....) for all of the bunny droppings. (And by droppings I mean candy, some little toys and a DS game.)

We spent the afternoon pigging out on ham (pardon the pun) at Pappy's place. Then some more ham, along with lamb later in the day with Gram. Spending the day with in-laws usually induces this sort of reaction from Daddy:

But TJ had fun, running all over the yard looking for his basket stashed somewhere. Pappy left clues, with cute little rhymes. One in particular has us laughing with his inclusion of the words lumpy and grumpy.

What? I have to look in the outhouse?? REALLY? (yes, my Dad has a non-working outhouse.)

Just kidding- he found his goodies, in Pap's bedroom after all of that running around outside!