Hippity Hop

Once again, we celebrated the resurrection of Jesus Christ by eating obscene amounts of food and hiding treat-filled plastic eggs for our children. The Thorne grandchildren haven't increased in number over the last year, but they have increased in volume and mass. Here's the traditional pic-on-the-stump.
It's not perfectly clear from the group shot that our children are better than the others, so here's some ancillary evidence.

Exhibit A

Exhibits B&C

Our daughters have plenty of dresses, so they got Easter play clothes instead.

We have family that are...well...they don't live in our neighborhood. A few of the eggs turned out to be filled with things that are less exciting for small children, but much more exciting for older children. Sam ended up with one of the really good eggs.

They're so pale. It's like they're about to start controlling people's minds and taking over the town. That's Zoe. She's closer to Sam's age, but she and Lucy are actually getting along pretty well.