It may have been a slightly chilly Easter (for this converted southern girl only used to warm weather now) but plenty of warmth all around.
And lots of prints by our dresses.
|Aunt Kiki and Uncle Tatertot|
We haven't quite decided what Annie Beth should call her grandparents. Lots of names in the running. Nothing has stuck with me yet. Everything I suggest gets shot down. If there isn't a decision made soon, someone's going to be called Grandma and Grandpa for lack of better suggestions.
And these people just don't look like grandparents to me. But that's just me. I mean, come on.. my mom looks not much older than me. (You're welcome mom)
And my dad is just silly.
I loved spending time in my mom's garden. I know I blogged with one of her roses yesterday, but check these out.
I know. Crazy gorgeous.
You know what else is gorgeous? This.
My sister got a camera. I loved taking pictures with her. We shared all sorts of fun tips.
We would be so dangerous if we lived close to eachother.
I can't believe one year ago, Stephen and I were on our honeymoon. So much has changed since then!
But just think... a year from now, we'll have little Annie Beth dressed in her finest smocked dress, ready to open her Easter basket.
(This pose is for my sister) You're welcome sister...