A few days ago when I was searching for something else, I came upon a Classic Baby Cubby photo.
That photo was taken on Easter when Cubby was almost exactly Jack's age. It reminded me that I probably had that sweater vest somewhere in the box of current clothing for Jack, so I quickly rummaged through the box when it was time to put Jack in some kind of respectable holiday clothing for the family gathering, and . . .
Totally made my day to find it and put it on this kid.
Before that, however, we all wore our usual stained and worn-out clothes for Easter egg hunting and basket finding.
Poor Jack had the lamest Easter basket: A toy plane, a toy turtle, and two small boxes of raisins. Sucks being the baby sometimes.
Cubby and Charlie fared better; they got chocolate.
And some work gloves that looked a bit disturbing dangling out of their baskets.
But the chocolate was of course the first thing to be examined. And disposed of.
It was a beautiful day with lots of chocolate, various baked goods, and some digging in the stream to make a dam. Plus a baby in an argyle sweater vest. Easter doesn't get much better than that.