The next phase of Easter was spending the weekend in Sacramento with Steve's family. We had an egg hunt in the backyard . . .
Ivy swiped baby Layla's basket. She marched around the yard pretty proud of herself with those two.
Sophie's the oldest of the grandkids so all of the eggs were in plain sight. (Most just thrown onto the lawn, partially hidden in the long grass.) After Steve helped Ivy find a couple of eggs, she spotted the orange tree (covered in oranges), hurried over and tried to pull oranges off. She probably thought she hit the jackpot.
No Easter egg hunt is complete without pink polka dot Hello Kitty rainboots. She loves those things.
From left: Aunt Jeannie, Great-Grandma Perry, Grandpa and Grandma Perry, and the four grandkids.
4 comments:
I love all your pictures, Nat. AND I'm really jealous you have a gorgeous green tree filled with bright oranges. Looks delightful
I agree, beautiful pictures! You know, I think this is the first time I've really seen an orange tree before. Or at least an orange tree that was actually in someone's yard. That's pretty neat!
Those pictures look so bright and colorful. I love that. That orange tree reminds me of our orange tree we had in the back of our yard on the ol' street. Except our oranges were mostly rotten and in our neighbors yard but they were pretty to look at. :)
Nice pictures, Natalie!
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