Today was Brooke's first family Easter egg hunt!
I carried her, and she proudly carried her own tiny basket. We found three eggs, and these filled her basket.
She was fascinated with the brightly colored-eggs, and she put them in her mouth (her first question about ANYTHING seems to be: how does it taste?) and got colorful dye all over her lips and hands. When we explained to her that it is customary to remove the shell before eating hardboiled eggs, she banged two of the eggs together. (I'm not sure that the two of those things were correlated as neatly as I have recorded it here!)
After she cracked herself up cracking the eggs, I peeled the shattered shell off of one, and she gobbled the thing enthusiastically, getting messy yolk up her nose and down the front of her new tulle dress! (At least yellow is part of the pastel-y Easter color palette...)
Classic baby's first Easter: a ridiculously-fussy-fancy party dress, perfectly accessorized with egg yolk up the nose and grass in the toes!
It was a wonderful (surprisingly sunshiny, blue sky) day. Brooke was in her element at the center of attention. She was laughing and flirting, and everyone commented on how charming and pleasant she is. I agreed, saying that she's laughing whenever she's not crying!
...And when she's crying, it's splayed out on the floor in uber-dramatic fashion! Yep, she is innately a floor-crying/head flung back drama queen extraordinaire... :-)
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