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easter 2010 & the weirdest day ever

we did a little easter egg dying last week and i learned how much better it is to make your own dye using vinegar, hot water and food coloring. those little dissolving tablets they sell just don't even come close!



also, it was so fun to have the johnson cousins over for some easter egg hunting action. aren't the facial expressions are priceless in these group shots? they were all so annoyed with the photo session because it was keeping them from stuffing their faces with candy!











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we had an amazing day last sunday at hermosa beach. shockingly enough, this was our first beach trip since the move last august. it was mighty windy and chilly, especially compared to our beach trips past. but, the chilly weather gave us plenty of time for beach football and a nice stroll up the strand so i could look into the windows of all the schmancy beachfront homes :)

about halfway into our visit & seeing other kids splashing in the waves, owen decided he wanted to get in the water. he had fun dipping his feet in, but soon found himself declaring "this is the weirdest day ever! beaches are not supposed to be so cold!" mar made the most of the day by devouring an entire bag of honey pretzel sticks and snuggling close to mama.





Comments

Missy said…
I love your little hobbit door! Haha!

Seriously, cute kids!
mama mia said…
Cannot wait to come back to see you all again...gotta make those plans this weekend!
Anonymous said…
Looks like a lot of fun! The facial expressions are priceless, and Marcus had the right idea snuggling next to Mama!
Amy P said…
That beaches are not supposed to be cold comment is right up there with, "What's wrong with the water at your beach, mama?" about Galveston water in the old photos! Too funny.

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