I hate to admit it, but I am officially a bad mother because I forgot to take a picture of Reesey in her Easter dress, or at all on her first Easter. I try and rationalize that she wasn't old enough to hunt for eggs or look for the easter bunny or rummage through a wicker basket with fake grass or eat candy or even know what was going on but, let's face it, those are all just lame excuses. So Reese, one day when you're old enough to read this and want to see what it was like on your first Easter, please know that I'm sorry. And I still love you.
-Mom
1 comment:
way to be honest.
my Anna didn't have a basket for her first 2 easters, no egg hunts either. and I'm ok with that.
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