Easter

Since I would rather spend my Sunday mornings scoring at a flea market and Patrick would rather spend his drinking coffee and reading the paper, we are not going to church these days. I have even fallen off the Unitarian train for a while now, oops. I kind of wanted to bring Lucy to church this easter, but when I thought of naps being messed and fancy (a.k.a. fussy) dresses I decided we'd have a mellow morning in our living room. Here is Lucy's first experience with an egg (she thought it was a rattle) and me 33 years ago doing the same thing!

later we went over to my mothers house for a scrumptious ham dinner. mmmmmmmm..... what diet?

here are a few more pix of Miss Lucy on Easter...