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Easter! (A day late)

Yes, I know Easter was yesterday. But I was too busy (and too exhausted) to get a post in yesterday. I fell asleep on the COUCH, for god's sake! But here are some loverly pictures to commemorate the day.

Okay, so I got distracted by a pretty tree. Moving on...

My family, in all their splendor! I love how Sherona (Yes, that's the dog's name) is begging my mom for some ham. Haha.

Wait a minute...WHO IS THAT??!!?!?!?

AaaaaaaaaaaaAAHHHHHHHh! It's the EASTER BUNNY!!!
Egg huntin'...

Awwww! BAD EASTER BUNNY!! (If you didn't know, he's flipping the bird to the camera.)

Awww, good Easter Bunny! (Wait, is he pointing at my boobs???)

Now I'm off to a softball game...¡Adíos!

Comments

Steph said…
awww you look cute! The bunny is kinda weird though. =] Good luck at softball
April 9, 2007 at 2:49:00 PM EDT
Alex said…
ok i would be distracted by the pretty tree too. :D
April 9, 2007 at 11:37:00 PM EDT
Emma said…
heehee.
easter bunnies scare the crap outta me, they remind me too much of donnie darko.
and my blog title comes from an alice longsworth roosevelt quote btw.
April 10, 2007 at 12:42:00 AM EDT
SalGal said…
You look younger than I thought you would!

Easter bunny costumes are worn by Chesters so yes, he was pointing to your boob!
April 10, 2007 at 2:26:00 PM EDT
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