The westmoreland easter egg hunt
Every year, around easter time, the local neighborhood association sponsors an easter egg hunt to help promote G-dless secular humanism™ and tooth decay. We've gone to the last 4 of them, and this year was no exception, even though it was raining and we are all sick with (yet another) cold.
Russell had a very productive time picking over the grounds, and after he'd scoured the earth down to bedrock, he (and his friend Florian) decided that it would be much more productive to simply follow the people who were refreshing the candy supply.
Silas is a little bit sickly, so he didn't pick up nearly as many little chocolate deathbombs, but he still remains very cute (here he's wearing my father's hat and looking very very cute indeed):
