E is for all the eggs Gillian Grace tried to stuff in her mouth during her first Easter egg hunt and for our hasty exit during Easter Sunday service after a loud noise put her on edge.
T is for the ten seconds of tears after a tiny rogue bubble caused a bit of trouble when it took a sudden jog to the left and landed smack dab on GG's cheek.
Cut it out Mom, I'm working here!
Now wasn't this picture of me worth the wait in line behind a kid with a poo-stinky diaper ?
R is for the Azalea Trail Maid's yellow ruffles that caught GG's eye during the Festival of Flowers and had me rushing home to research the history behind the Maids and the rules and requirements associated with becoming one.
From a to z, this was holiday was full of fun firsts. What was your favorite part of Easter?