Easter Weekend

I love Easter.

Not only because of the meaning behind it,

but because of what it means to my family.

Easter was always a big deal for my grandparents. 

My grandfather had the greenest yard in the world-no lie.

And my grandmother made every single dish known to our family.

I have fond memories of eating rolls until I was sick

or eating boxes of Peeps with my aunt.

Although they're in heaven, it's still a great holiday.

Any time spent with family is good time.

Hope you and your family had a blessed Easter.

Here's a look into ours.

Marigrace had her first vegetable...

And my aunt and I kept with tradition.

We thought MG would love to try one, too.

She's my new, most favorite photography subject.

And I think she knows how much I love her.

My favorite people on the planet.