I have a date with Tyler today and I'm so excited. Daycare is hosting an Easter party at 3:00. I'm not exactly sure what's in store but can't wait for whatever it is. He dressed up in khakis and a rugby shirt for it and got so many compliments when we walked into daycare today. They usually see him with his stained grubs and sweats or bluejeans. He's also got his new shoes on, which he thinks are spiffy since they tie instead of velcro like the other ones. We practiced more egg hunting last night. I think maybe his Easter basket is too big. Last night he practiced carrying it full of eggs and was having a really hard time walking in a straight line with it. So we'll try a smaller basket tonight and see if that helps increase his walking speed. It won't hold as many eggs, but maybe they won't fall out this way. Saturday's egg hunt is going to be a test for my & Shawn's competitive sides. I can picture all these older kids running and pushing Tyler out of their way to snag an egg up right in front of him. All this egg hunting practice is for all of us, so Shawn & I know what to expect from Tyler and refrain from cheating and putting eggs in his basket ourselves or something.

Tyler dishes out blown kisses left and right. He kissed the park goodbye on Sunday. He blows kisses to everyone and everything. But every morning when I drop him off at daycare, he won't blow me any kisses. I get snubbed every morning. He won't even wave bye bye to me anymore. I guess he doesn't want me to leave so he's won't acknowledge it by saying goodbye to me.