On Saturday afternoon Ian woke up from his nap with really goopy eyes. Curt took him to the walk-in clinic and they gave him a prescription for pink eye. So, needless to say - there are no cute pictures of the boys dressed up for Easter sunday, mostly just pictures of pajamas and sad looking pink eyes (which, by the way, are not at all a deterrent of candy-eating).
Here is Ian finding curt's easter basket for him (Ashley made both Curt and James bunny baskets so they could fit in with Ian and me - thank you ash you are the b-e-s-t!). Curt said that the Clay tradition of hiding baskets is really irritating and why can't he just have his basket with out having to search for it. I'm sure after a few more years he'll warm up to it.
James played with his basket for a while. It was easy to grag and pull over his face, over and over.
Amy and Eric graciously let us come to dinner despite the contagious pink eye - and the kids had lots of fun playing, as always. The older kids put on an egg hunt for the younger kids and then had an egg hunt of their own.