![]() ![]() Jac, her husband, and our sister Alena are coming to my place on Saturday to color eggs, play Exploding Kittens, and generally eat an irresponsible amount of ham and green bean casserole. She seemed convinced that if she sat with her back to me, I would be completely oblivious to how she’s eating more than one piece of candy. 5 minutes after getting home she changed into her Stitch costume and tried to stuff all the candy in her mouth at once. ![]() Here, she is the princess of charming her way into extra eggs. She wasn’t sure about the whole thing at first, but she is easily bribed with accessories, and getting to wear her Easter dress was enough to get her in the spirit. Llama and I took Mabel to our local VFW for a pre-Easter eggstravaganza. ![]() Now that Mabel the Merciless is old enough to actively participate in egg hunts and solicit kisses from the only socially acceptable furry at the party, we are having our own Easter bash this weekend. ![]() I was very close to my grandma and she was aggressively Catholic, so Easter was always a big deal in our house growing up. Still, as an adult, Easter was never one that I really got into. I’m not particularly religious, but I don’t let that stop me from going all in on holidays. ![]()
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