I've commented for two years now about how much I loved having an April baby. I love the beginning of warm weather, the flowers, springtime, and Easter. We had an Easter-egg hunt for John's second birthday, and to me, it was full of what birthday parties should be: no major frills, just good fun with family and friends-who-are-family. A happy time.
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He blew out his candles on a hamburger bun so he didn't spread potential sick germs on the cake. Bless his heart, he had a sick winter! |
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Easter |
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Now that he's two, he thinks it's okay to pull his pants down and take his diaper off whenever and wherever he gets the urge. Boys! |
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