Easter

Our dear friends came over and hid hand-dyed eggs for Grace in the front yard. She caught on very quickly and scouted the whole yard, pulling her little red wagon behind her. The next day, she tried to recreate the fun by leaving a trail of plastic eggs in the kitchen for dad to find. [Pics to come.]

A Canine Intermission

Needed to get the pooches a little blog time. They are feeling left out.

A Little Rumor Queen

For my buddies on the RQ blog:

The Pics for Which She'll Hate Me Later...

Despite cool temps outside, there are still plenty of clothing-optional occasions. Here are my faves:

Communing With Nature

Feeling Under the Weather...

Personal Hygeine

Summiting/Celebrating (Just Ask Tensing Norgay. Plus, it's warmer here than Everest and the cloud cover is actually a feather duvet)

Pondering your sagging middriff? No, that's for the parents. In this photo, she was clearly just preparing herself for the big climb having reached Base Camp I.

Relaxing in the Spa.

March: In Like a Lamb

Safety first!...why didn't we get her one of these when she was learning to walk???
Where there is food, there is a dog.
Grace's favorite sign: "Eat." We see it every 45 minutes, except when she is sleeping.
No words necessary.
Come on Spring!