Each night as we put Little Smith to bed, we do a recap of the day's events. Usually it goes something like, 'we went to the park and made doughnut muffins' or 'we did three puzzles and made a drawing'. On Sunday night I curled my little boy into my arms and recounted all of our adventures from the day, 'the Easter Bunny came and brought eggies and books, you made breakfast with your big cousin, we walked in the woods and chased the goats, you taught your baby cousin how to pull up grass (and eat it), daddy let you steer the golf cart, we had a delicious meal, you discovered the playhouse that great grandpa made so many decades ago, you found almost 40 eggs in the egg hunt, you danced and danced and had everyone laughing, and you ran with the dogs and giggled until you dropped'.
It was a very good day.
*all photos courtesy of the trusty iphone