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Girls! (and Easter)

The other day I got home from work and a package had arrived from the Dressler family in Atlanta.  Yes, baby Ella got more clothes from Uncle Jason, Auntie Mary, cousin Addison (and of course, their dog, Jessie). 


THIS is why girls love clothes. They begin to get them before they've come out of the womb! :)

Thank you to the Dresslers for contributing to our unborn daughter's wardrobe! :)

Easter weekend, we were able to catch up with some good friends.  This was the first time baby Ella was able to hear the voices of her soon-to-be Tita Ingrid, Tita Nara, and Tito Peter (China). :)

(This was also the first time I was able to wear my "real" maternity shirt.  Go me!)



Gotta get a picture with Daddy!  (One of very few together during this pregnancy.)


Mommy even had some time to catch up on some sleepless nights, with a nap before Easter Vigil mass on Saturday, while the greatest husband/Daddy was folding laundry.  First born McKayla joined in on it too, I guess she hasn't slept much either?

Easter Sunday at Mama and Papa's house.  Yes, we brought the fun (a.k.a Scott).


Easter bunch, minus Papa.  (Hey, someone had to take the picture!)

Another wonderful Easter weekend celebrating Jesus, his sacrifice for us, and all our blessings- especially family. :)

God Bless,
Kat


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