Our Easter weekend was very, very nice. Danny went on two Easter egg hunts, and we got to spend time with family and friends.
Looking through his Easter basket from Grandma Jessup. We decided not to buy him a basket this year, and he still got two. Ahhhh, he's so special.
On Sunday, after church we went to my uncle Mundo's for Easter. I had forgotten his Easter basket, so he got a great big bag. He filled it up pretty good thanks to Grandpa Jessup helping him out.
Looking through his Easter basket from Grandma Jessup. We decided not to buy him a basket this year, and he still got two. Ahhhh, he's so special.
On Sunday, after church we went to my uncle Mundo's for Easter. I had forgotten his Easter basket, so he got a great big bag. He filled it up pretty good thanks to Grandpa Jessup helping him out.
Smashing a "cazcaron" on Daddy.
Danny showing his grandparents all the eggs he got.
Mundo, one of the lucky ones that got hit with a "cazcaron" with flour.
I'm not sure what you call a "cazcaron" in English, but it's basically a hollowed out egg with confetti, and apparently flour in some.
Before Danny got a bag, they were just stuffing eggs in their shirts.
My Grandpa and Grandma Espinoza
On Saturday we went to a church activity and then had Andre's pizza for dinner. Danny really enjoyed watching them make the pizza's. They were so good with him. Every time the pizza maker (not sure what you call them) would throw the dough up Danny would start laughing. They got a kick out of it.
It's funny. Danny wasn't concerned as to how many eggs he got as he was with what was inside. He'd pick up an egg and then open it, see what was inside, eat it if it was chocolate and put it back if it wasn't. It was funny. I didn't mind, the less eggs the better I figured.
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