Then we headed off to a delicious lunch, beer, and belly laughs with friends before coming home to put Livy down for a nap.
Partners in crime, if being adorable were illegal.
Then, as the rain started pouring outside, I took a bath with Molly Wizenberg, a chunk of fine chocolate, and a cup of green tea. Livy joined me in all her naked glory toward the end of my bath. That tub was full to bursting with rosy, jovial chub. The brief space not occupied by our voluminous bellies was crammed with our luscious thighs. It was wonderful, snuggly, and very, very splashy.
I don't know what the rest of the evening holds, but it doesn't really matter. After a day this relaxing and joyful nothing could really bring it down. It's 5:45, and I'm lounging in my jammies while we listen to music and SLB dances our giggling daughter around the living room.
Have a restful weekend, friends. I hope you are pleasantly beseiged by the bounteous yield of a generous egg-laying bunny. Personally, we're not celebrating Easter in a big way tomorrow. Because, really, how could any basket hold anything better than a golden day with friends and family?