Sunday is soon.
And it's Easter.
....oh come on, you guys know where this is going...
Easter Egg Hunts!
Epic were they not?
I remember, every year mom would let me buy a brand new dress that was bright and fun. And we would hide eggs everywhere. My brothers used to purposefully hide them where they knew I couldn't find them.
I think one time my dad found an egg four months later in the yard.
Please, for me. Put on a twirly skirt.
Paint your fingernails lime green.
And enjoy Easter, family, and Jesus.
P.S. - Cheers for Narnia nights with the hippie!
Can't Take It - Imogen Heap