To our amazement, almost-no-hair-Annie can actually have a bad hair day! I pulled her out of her crib in the morning and was so amused to see a messy little tuft sticking out on each side. Annie was not amused, nor has she been all day. Coming down with a cold, or teething, maybe? She could have cared less about my good lighting and all the photo opportunities that could have come with it.
As always, the girls had an amazing time with Grandma and Grandpa at the farm. They did Easter eggs, strung beads, chased cats, played games, read books, did puzzles, had lunch with GG, and fed the goats and cats to a probable level of uncomfortable fullness. Annie started *almost* crawling, but I don't think we're calling it official quite yet! To Kate's delight, the Easter bunny came to the farm and she got to eat all the jellybeans her little heart desired. I am sure that Charlie and Weasel were doing the happy-kitty-dance as we drove out the driveway, but we will return soon! 
The birthday pictures, revisited. I was in such a hurry to put a post up on Dan's birthday that I breezed through these pictures and immediately discarded ones that didn't look great. Tonight, they are making me laugh, so I thought I would share. I do love the first one....Annie is so adored. I'm not sure what Kate is yelling in the open mouth picture....possibly "cheese" although it's hard to say. 
The girls are itchy for spring weather and will play in the backyard...on the swings and in the sandbox...regardless of rain, snow, or cold temperatures. Erin stands at the back door and says "iwannagointhebackyard" over and over and over until I relent. Sadly, the forecast for Saturday is for 38* with wind and rain and snow. Combine that with Dan being on call and we have the perfect excuse to flee Milwaukee and have a weekend vacation on the farm in Illinois. We're heading South, so it must be warmer, right?
Having hit a photography speed bump (no inspiration, no new ideas), I slung Annie over the arm of the rocking chair and tried to take some pictures from below. The remote control in the pocket caught Annie's eye and there was no persuading her to do anything but try to get it. I was laughing so hard, and trying to take pictures, and trying (hard) to make sure she didn't fall. Well. Not great pictures, but amusing, at least!
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