This weekend was spent in South Carolina, far away from the cold and miserable blustery-ness that is currently Chicago. (And on second glance, I realize that this is kind of the most depressing photo intro to a post about Easter ever).
We practiced the art of doing very little and by Sunday, were all experts.
Implements of defense against the sun.
Pita and lamb is our standard Easter fare - a perfect complement to the pounds of candy we inhaled all weekend.