Easter 2013

An Easter of firsts. And seconds. And thirds.

The first time in three months that everyone is together at Nana’s and Papa’s for dinner.


The first time the Boy tries ice cream.


And the second time he tries ice cream. It’s a hit from the beginning. He watches K eat her cone, reaching for it incessantly.


Until he gets his third taste. And his fourth. And some more — too many to count.


He’s sold.

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