As we were walking to our seats, we saw a girl that Tim grew up with. She was with her husband and her baby. After the initial pleasantries, the following exchange took place about her baby:
Me: Oh how old is he?
Tim's friend: She is 10 months.
Me: Oh haha sorry, bald babies, you know...
I then looked down to see that "he" was wearing a dress with little purple flowers all over it.
I sure know how to make a good impression on the right people, let me tell you.
In other news, we decorated some eggs for Easter with Tim's sister, Melissa:
Marriage has really helped us to mature, as you can see:
If you look carefully, you will see that one of the eggs says "your mom," thanks to Tim.
And this egg was my pride and joy:
My endless wit astounds even me.
Special Mention: We also spent some time with Tim's sister, Brigette, and her family [even though we weren't invited...Brigette]. Brigette's daughter, Chloee, made the pageant even more exciting with her insightful commentary about chickens, donkeys, and death.
