Sunday, Quinn celebrated his second Easter. It occurred to me that now that Q’s over a year old, there are no more “first” holidays, and I got a little sad. I barely remember his first Easter. We were still in the sleep-deprived haze of living with a newborn. At least I had my act together enough to fill a little Easter basket for him last year. It was a small bunny rabbit basket that my grandmother crocheted when I was a baby.
This year, Quinn’s Easter basket overflowed. He’s been really into playing with balls lately (*snicker*), so I went a little overboard – I mean the Easter Bunny went a little overboard – and bought Quinn seven balls. Seven. He got a five-pack of these Baby Einstein activity balls, a little soccer ball and a SpongeBob bouncy ball. He also got a couple of books and shape sorter toy. So we filled the little rabbit basket again, plus I upgraded Q to a bigger Easter basket to contain the rest of his loot.
After Quinn tore his baskets apart, we got him dressed. Q looked adorable in his little sweater vest. (Yes, another sweater vest. I can’t help it! They’re just so cute!)
Then we went to the annual Easter lunch with Hubs’ family. Q is still a little too young for the big Easter egg hunt with the other kids, but he still had a great time playing with his cousins and getting passed around all the adults.
I went to dinner with my good friend, Whitney, on Thursday night, and she gave Quinn a super soft bunny rabbit. He’s been snuggling with it ever since. It even went with him on a wagon ride.
Yep, Quinn’s second Easter was hoppin’. Now he’s one Snoozey Q.