(I've kind of forgotten to take pictures most days lately. We'll take a little stroll down Easter memory lane)
When Shelbi was about 6 months old, my mom, Shelbi, and I took a little trip down to Phoenix to visit my sister Jill's family. It was lovely and warm. We attended an Easter party with Jill's family hosted by her husband's business school. Shelbi seems much more interested in Pepper than the Easter bunny.
I look at this picture and the first thing I think is "Oh, the poor shmuck who let his wife talk him into being the Easter Bunny." Then I look at the kids and want to cry. That doesn't feel very long ago.
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