Emily's first Easter Basket.
After church, we joined the Funks for a bit at their house, then joined a crew from St. Benedict's for brunch. There were 2 "tweens" for every toddler. Cora was in heaven. Quinn was exhausted. Emily was passed around like a football and took it in stride, as always.
On Sunday evening, at bathtime, I walked in to find Cora in the mirror, trying to figure out how to twist her hand to make a second wrap in order to put her own hair in a ponytail. I tried to teach her. She isn't far from mastering the task.
Later, as we were getting on PJs, I asked, "Cora, did you have fun today?"
She whispered with such sincerity, "Mommy, I felt like one of the big kids."
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