easter

It seems like somewhere along the way Easter became as much of a tradition to get dolled up in pastels, as it is religious observance. In that vein, we decided to get George dressed to the nines. First attempt, the Newsie hat.

After laughing until we had tears in our eyes... we thought something a little more reverent for church would do it. He must have thought he was in church already because he fell asleep as soon as we got him dressed.
George was an angel in church - and just like his poppa, fell asleep through almost all of sacrament meeting!

All in all it was a great Easter. Here we are - the Pulsiphers, Easter 2009. Los Angeles, California