Have been unearthing gems from the old albums, like these of my first two easters. We had a wonderful day: church (He rose!), seeing my precious 94-year-old grandmother, and devouring a ham my uncle Dennis baked. My Ollie tagged along all day, sporting his silky ivory bow ... which dad kept saying was a little too Little Lord Fauntleroy for my masculine guy. I need to go get him a real bowtie at some point.
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