Ha ha! I wanted to take a picture of her because I knew that this won't be last forever little girl with a beautiful Easter dress. She tried to be smile.
Poor Wyatt. He can't go to church because he still has bad warts on his chest. I don't want to spread out. So he stayed at home with me. Emma and her daddy went to church together.
Hang out with families. Wyatt was desperated to find more eggs. He loves to hunt them.
Oh wow! So many eggs you have, Emma!
We went to Grandma Godfrey's house. The kids' Great Grandma Godfrey.
Wow. Wyatt, you are lucky to have a big egg: the one is with heart and white egg.
She's swinging.
Hang out with the oldest cousins. Poor him, he is young boy. No more young boy for him to be play with.
He loves to play with goofy sting spray. Oh boy! Emma hates it. She was cried. Aw.
She wanted to jump on trampoline but she's small girl. She fell easy. So I decided to took her to swing and slide.
Derek's dad, Ami; Derek's sister-in-law, Quentin; our nephew, behind dad are Graden; Ami's husband and our niece Rielee.
What a mess! But fun.
I sprayed at him myself at his groin because I was pissed off at him before we arrived in Clarkston.
Ahh, please don't spray at me. I got barely. Lucky me.
We had fun time. Emma was begging to go in a hot tub with daddy. Wyatt can't go because of his warts. I found out that our nieces: Emilee and Rielee had warts on their chest last year. So, Wyatt is not only one. We hunt the eggs. The young kids, older kids, and adults were hunting the eggs. Easter is not only for the kids. The adults are included too.
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