Note to self: There appears to be a practical reason why everyone else on the planet uses those dollar store plastic filled eggs and not the real ones to hide.
As a side note, we know Bailey definitely still needs the $175/month Prevacid. She missed one dose and started power puking again. She puked up the next dose after that so she's had a rough few days. We hadn't been at our friends' house more than 15 minutes when Bailey power puked her four ounce bottle back up. In addition to covering the hardwoods, she covered herself and me. Of course I had a spare outfit for the puke princess. But did I have a spare outfit for me? Of course not. Some lessons I guess I simply refuse to learn. Even her daycare teachers have learned to keep spare clothes for themselves because of her. But not me. So I went all through Easter dinner and the afternoon covered in puke. I guess it was just another day after all. At least she missed my hair this time.
Here is Reagan dying and decorating the eggs
Here she is looking for her eggs and inspecting them
Reagan having a chat with Bailey.
Reagan hitting the milk a little hard
And here is the first time we actually had a family picture taken of all four of us. There was actually one photo where Bailey was looking at the camera and smiling. But the rest of us looked like first class goofballs. Since it's my blog I picked the picture where I looked the best.
And for those following along, no CIO tonight. I caved. I'm tired.
