I know exactly how he feels; it's like when I find my missing ice cube trays in the pantry with the pasta after hours of looking for them.
I think Clay has better things to do than root through bushes for plastic eggs full of candy that no one will let him eat.
There were no eggs in the gutter, but Hannah took advantage of the opportunity to show off her biceps and her super strength with a couple of chin ups.
Hannah took a break from searching for eggs to give her dad a much-needed lesson about where purple eggs come from (purple chickens, duh).
The full frontal--I told ya she was all decked out super girly style. I think she wears it well though.
Ring, ding, dong, ringa, ding ding ding dong.