Yep, it’s spring {allergy season} in Texas. :] Did you know that NTX registered the fifth highest pollen counts in the nation? We found some natural allergy drops specific to the region that seem to be helping. E isn’t too bothered by it, at least.

The fear of the Easter Bunny seems to be a thing of the past.

Though he was still a tad bit shy… ;P

Egg “hunting”… More like egg-grabbing. But thankfully, we didn’t go to some of the ones that were in the news with tramplings and hoarding parents.

We made it to more than one hunt but E was content in getting just a few eggs. :)

City of Plano brought out some of their service vehicles for a touch-the-truck.

Kiddies (w/ parents in tow?) flock and wait in line to honk the horn of a garbage truck. :D

More here and there’s:

I’ll drive a boat before I drive a car. :)

But lounging is just as good…

Made it to our annual Firefly Run! Year 7 and going strong!

Found another bunny. Similar shy pose?

Seeing off the runners at the start line. E was getting his game face on before his own run.

PC: Footprints Photography

Neat-o to see our designs throughout the event – signage, backdrops, flags, pennants, bibs and thousands of runners donning this year’s tee.

PC: Footprints Photography

PC: Footprints Photography

Then he took off!

Stopped mid-race to help Uncle Dan direct traffic.

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Crossed the finish!

Post-run goodies in the VIP lounge and chillin’ at the after-party.

We hosted a family get-together/dinner for Easter and E’s (belated) birthday.

The star dish was Daddy’s prime rib. Bacon wrapped scallops, shrimp and Asian-glazed salmon made it all surf ‘n turf. And of course, can’t forget the veggies and sides.

But E was most excited about his Storm Trooper cake! Auntie Angeline wasn’t available to bake for us this year but we managed to find another lady.

It’s nice when you only need three candles. :)

He totally got the candle-blowing thing down.

Storm Trooper stabbing…

Then on second thought, feeling sorry for him? Haha.

The beheading…

Not the brain!

Fuhgeddaboudit, just let me eat my birthday cake!

He found his own birthday hat. How resourceful!

Leftover Storm Trooper head for breakfast? Don’t mind if I do, he says. :)

So we let him know that he can now tell people he is three and not two. His response: “I don’t want to be 3. Can I go back and be 2?” We hear you, Son. We hear you!