Bunny Days. Funny Days.

Well, Easter was a hoot. Grandma and Grandpa came to visit and we sure did make the most of it.

A little egg coloring leading into the big bunny day.

He's trying to eat it... shocker.

We rolled right into Easter morning. Got myself a brand new hoola hoop from the Big Bad Bunny.

And a note to the Bun-Bun Man - put that on your list for Pax for next year.

Pax found his first egg.

And then it was photo time, and you know why? Well, because I was looking pretty dapper if I may say so myself.

Headed out to Nana's for more... Family Pics! Family Pics!

And then there were some a few extra shots taken. Might want to call this next one Cousins Cameo... or Eli and the Three Bears... or - just forget it.

And since it was such a beautiful day (which there are so few and far between of in this godforsaken town), we hit the outdoor activities and we hit 'em hard. A little volleyball out front and then Grandpa got in on the Croquette action with us.

Hmmm, I wonder where Grandma is? Oh, there she is - doing sprints with Mae and Sophie down the street in the wagon.

On to the annual Outside Backyard Egg Hunt.

There was lots of Easter love in the air on so many levels (not that level Nonie, get your head out of the gutter).

And then, to cap off the day, there was some horsing around.

Oh, and Pax was drinking out of Buddy's water bowl again, so there's that.

Road Trip to KC

Well, it was off to Kansas City for the Thanksgiving holiday and it started out with a bang... well, it was either a bang or a really long car ride. Yah, that's probably more like it - it started out with a really long car ride... as in a nearly 12-hour car ride.

About 20 minutes out I got car sick in the back seat from reading while we were driving and two hours later, after two trips to the bathroom, a Costco run, a gas fill-up, Paxton's morning nap and a couple really deep breaths by mom and dad, we were on our way. But not for long, we probably stopped 40 minutes later for another bathroom break.

Needless to say, we arrived Tuesday night, settled in with some of Noni's signature spaghetti and felt right at home.

Lots to cover, so I'll keep the narrative short and this one will be all over the place:

First off, the poparrazzi were in full effect following Pax around.

My Aunt Jan was in from Taos. We don't get to see her very often but she made up for that with a game of shuffleboard and a 35-minute massage (she even brought her massage table).

One of the weekend themes was the dogs. Aunt Erica has four dogs and Mae and I cannot get enough of them so we went on plenty of walks and had some good snuggle time with them.

And then I found something new that rocked my world. Aunt Erica has a basketball court in her house (yes, you read that right - IN her house) and every year the grownups play volleyball. Well this year I wanted in on the action, but I needed a lesson first, so Aunt Erica took me into the gym and gave me a lesson...

And next thing you knew... it was go time!!

Meanwhile, Mae was busy playing some tunes and making noodles with Grandpa.

And after she heard about my volleyball adventures she thought she'd take a turn at it.

Not too shabby, Mae. The weather outside was not too frightful so we took a trip to the park and Pax took his first swing ride.

All in all, a great Thanksgiving trip to Kansas City.

And Grandpa capped it off with a piece of pie and 38 pounds of whip cream.