The recovering Catholics celebrated Easter in their own way, Sunday. (and yes, you saw Christening photos on that 1st birthday post...we try...for the family, you know) 
My dad and brother came over for a brunch of Eggs Benedict (which I didn't fuck up, an Easter miracle in itself) (did I just say Easter and fuck in the same sentence? I'm on the express train to H-E-double toothpicks, I swear...) spinach gratin, fruit salad, blueberry streusel muffins, Honeyb@ked ham (for which, D braved a Good Friday police-guided parking lot, for) and Mimosas. The girls thought their 10:00 a.m. "snack" was delish! 
My heart was melting watching my dad with the babies. Julia taught Uncle M how to "rub noses, like the eskimoses."
However, the kin had to be shoved out the door promptly at 11:30, so we could put the girls down for an early bottle and nap. Had to skip lunch since they were full of blueberry muffin. At 1:30 dresses and shoes went back on, and we had a little impromptu egg hunt in the front yard (no hidden dog "chocolates"...) since the morning snow (I know! Hello...March 23rd!) had melted. 
"They" also got some good loot.
"One for daddy, two for mommy, one for daddy..." Notice how the ears on the bunnies were the first to go.
We drove over to my mom's where another egg hunt was waiting. 
The girls showed off their Easter finery (including their Dollar Tree Easter bonnets. 
Apparently Easter bonnets are no longer the rage and were hard to find. Thanks Hannah Mont@na. But hey. They cost one. dollar. No losers, really. The gaudy hats did take attention away from their hand-smocked dresses, though.) and enjoyed being the center of attention. After ham again, we made it over to D's parents for...you guessed it...MORE HAM. Somehow, I didn't eat at their place, which is becoming a holiday tradition since the twins have been around. Did I mention how I didn't have Thanksgiving dinner? Long story.
The girls were so well behaved and we didn't have any screaming meanies. They even stayed up a little later and went to bed easily. We're slowly getting better at this "having kids" thing. Well, "having the kids," not "having kids." Semantics.
Since it was also the first day of Spring last week, we celebrated by going to our Botanical garden, 
where we fed the ducks
and ate lunch.
Nic took a catnap in the stroller which completely screwed any chance of a nap later in the day, but we still had fun.
We have also been exploring a couple of playgrounds, 
including the one right by the new house being built. 
The girls are starting to enjoy the privileges that come with age. (sniff)
Speaking of the house (Pamplemousse...) the detached garage walls 
are going up today, and hopefully next week, the house itself will start going up, too. 
Not much else to report on that, though. Looking at late July/early August for completion. Ha.
