Since I've designated Sundays as the day I look back to my childhood, I thought I would share some of my childhood memories of Easter. Mainly, I just wanted to share this picture:
I'm the smaller one with the boy haircut.
Thank you, Mother, for forcing me to wear this dress. This is one of the better Easter dresses actually. Some years she made my sister and me wear matching flower dresses...with poofy sleeves.
That was my Easter, every year growing up. Candy and ugly dresses.
Ok, I have to go spend time with my family now (and watch the Orioles game - Go O's!). This is a pretty worthless blog but no one said my BEDA blogs had to be interesting, they just have to exist.
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