I totally forgot about Easter this year, until Easter. Edie was out of town for the holiday so we didn't have her until the weekend after. I was initially bummed about this, until I realized Easter candy was now, like, ninety nine percent off. I think I'll forget about it next year as well.
Doug and Mo loaned us their backyard again this year, the lil' angels.
Mo even went all out and set up a special scavenger hunt for Ede, because he's Mo.
There were at least twelve of these clues. Pure. Genius. This guy puts his entire turkish heart n' soul into it. A real gem.
On the walk to our favorite neighborhood coffee shop, we spotted a time machine in our favorite neighborhood hoarder's yard.
Eden wasn't really buying the whole time machine bit.
That or she really has no interest in time travel. Which is impossible.
Harriet being her saucy self.
Sassy sauce.
One of the countless times she looks just like Tyson.
Speaking of, he kept trying to get her to keep her eyes open for this picture but she insisted that having her eyes closed was part of the "rock star pose".
She obviously knows what she's doing.
This picture cracks me up. That face with the mouth. Hilarious. I hope she never stops putting up random signs about the house.
I swear she looks like a younger me in this photo. Or maybe my sister Ashley. Or both. Or none.
Pizza poking.
Pizza Paparazzi. Add to list of potential band names.
