Reminder to Shel and I: do not let her doctors prescribe her any liquid medicine. She just won’t take it. Following surgery on Wednesday things fell apart pretty quickly for her as the pain killers wore off. Unfortunately, Wednesday and Thursday nights also happened to be the scheduled dates for a sold out movie festival I run for Alpine Shop here in St. Louis. Talk about feeling like a failure as a parent and as a husband. There was almost nothing I could do. And Katy made sure I knew she was pissed.

Poor Shel. She had to deal with an absolutely miserable little girl for both Wednesday and Thursday nights pretty much on her own. I don’t know how she did it. Sorry, Honey.

The good news? She’s gotten steadily better through the weekend. The bad news? She’s still determined to be outside at all times and when she’s not, she’s throwing a fit.

So, an Easter Egg Hunt should be the perfect solution, right? Here are some shots from Sunday:

Not so sure about hunting for them, but Katy loves playing with the eggs.

Doesn't get much cuter than this.

"Let Mommy help you."

The word for this easter: "Money!" Not sure where or how she learned it, but she knows it.

Proof of crawling.

About as much as I could hope for in an Easter Egg Hunt Pose.