We had our traditional Easter dinner at Paul's great-aunt Jean's house.
We ate a delicious ham dinner, searched for jelly beans and easter egg chocolates around the house, tried to guess how many eggs were in a jar, and had some nice conversation. Of course there was also the traditional sibling smack down.
3 comments:
we really have issues getting along
you can't talk about me that way! I'm a division manager, people are afraid of me!
i wish people were afraid of me right about now.
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