The Easter Bunny Came Early

One afternoon last week we decided to try to take a few Easter photos of Eva. Since I was pregnant with her last Easter, I really wanted to take cute photos of her in an Easter basket surrounded by tons of eggs. I got a basket. I got tons of eggs. I waited until she could sit up inside the basket. I waited until it was a pretty afternoon. I found a good spot in the grassy area outside of our apartment where she wouldn't fall over and the sun wouldn't be in her face. However, I forgot one important thing - to tell Eva how much I really, really wanted these photos and to bribe her to be cute and smile. Oops. So, here are my attempts at the wonderful photos I wanted. She is not looking at the camera in any of them (including the 50 photos I'm not including), but I love them just the same. I love that it captures what she would rather do with Easter eggs. She would rather play with the eggs....

Or drop the eggs out of the basket.....repeatedly.....

Or put them inside of her Easter dress.....

Or maybe just watch some friendly dogs play.

"Okay, Daddy. I'm done with these silly eggs now. No more smiles. You may carry me inside now."

I think that she just wants to celebrate the real meaning of Easter - the fact that the Jesus that loves her is alive and real! He is more real than plastic eggs. He is more beautiful than smiling photos. Happy Easter week!