I was ironing (YES, IRONING, JESSIE, JILLIAN and KRISTA) clothes the day before Easter and Rob spontaneously suggested that we go to our little neighborhood park and get some family photos. I thought that was a great idea and then I didn't have to worry about it on Easter. Good thing we did, because the virus from you know where hit me about 2 hours after these pictures were taken. In fact, I think I look pale in all of them. My imagination? Perhaps. But all I wore on Easter Sunday was an old T-shirt and yoga pants, so there you go. I'm glad we got them when we did.
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Hmmm... Ironing? Never heard of it... as you can tell by my wrinkled child.
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