I digress. We had a great Easter week with some of our new, and old friends.
The baby doesn't even cry anymore when she sees other babies. This is a very good thing. There's nothing like having a child so under-socialized that she cries when she sees other babies.
This photo is from a little get-together we had- dying eggs (my mom to my friend E: "Oh, too bad your egg turned out that way") and eating. D spent some time teaching the babes to clap. Needless to say, I practiced clapping for moths, with no results. D clapped twice, and Gumball was clapping. Now she claps all the time: when I say "good job" or sing "If You're Happy and You Know It," and sometimes, if I'm lucky, during middle of the night diaper changes. I am *that* lucky. Anyhow, here is D conducting clapping lessons.
I love that Gumball is totally focused, while her friend, L, is like "hey... her legs are white. Whats up with that?"
These festivities were a full week before Easter. On Easter day, we went to D's house for her annual girls only tea party, and then to Nana's house.
So yeah. Things are good. I feel blessed. Happy Easter.
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