We celebrated Easter early with Grandma making her traditional bunny cake. Even though Britton couldn't have any, I helped myself to more than my fair share. We don't celebrate Easter in the traditional sense, per se, as we don't go to church or hit up sunrise services. But we celebrate it as a renewal of sorts, the transformation from the death and bleakness of winter to the green and growing and blossoming of spring. And to that end, we totally spruced up the front yard.
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