On Easter, we went to a sunrise service where Alice reliably furnished the zany and delightful outbursts that are the reason to bring toddlers to church.

This is the Body of Christ. 


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All done?

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Allllll done?

And on the way home, we stopped for Easter doughnuts.

It's still cold here in the morning. Under the bundle, Alice had a lovely Easter dress from tias Mary and Debbie. And do you believe David's mother made her sweater? Isn't it so pretty?

Here is a puzzle. The cow gives her some trouble.

(In your head, were you saying something encouraging, like, “Turn it, turn it,” or, “Other way?”)

If I ask her to stay put – like while I’m trying to find the other sock or unzipping the sweatshirt – she freezes and then backs up slowly, an inch at a time, figuring, I guess, that as long as she maintains eye contact, I will not notice her leaving. Until she is far enough away, and then she goes.


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