Easter morning.

["Oh, hi! plastic solar powered dancing bunny! I will break you in .04 seconds flat." love,  Huxley.]

Almost a week late, but so cute nonetheless. 
Huxley had a marvelous little Easter morning & the moment he found his Donald Duck? No words.

The boy loves his Donald. 

We are getting all boxed up over here, pretty overwhelming to say the least, ontop of having a wicked 24 hour stomach bug that bought me a trip to L & D for IV fluids. One thing after another, right?

Such is life!

Onward and upward, I say.


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