In my Easter bonnet…

Mr. Smith and I are on a road trip through Canada to the thumb of Michigan. We are celebrating Easter with my delightful mother-in-law. And yes, there is Smith Family Cheesecake for brunch.

Here I am at not quite seven years old in my lovely blue frock with little white gloves, an Easter hat, and new purse. Didn’t we look swell for Easter services? On a side note, I loved my dress so much, I tried to wear it to school a couple weeks after Easter. I managed to spill grape juice all over it during breakfast. My mother was not pleased.

Happy Easter, happy Passover or happy spring. And if you feel like wearing your fancy dress today, go ahead. Just don’t spill grape juice on it.

C’est la vie.

2 thoughts on “In my Easter bonnet…

  1. Is that your sister on the other end of the couch? I was 9 at Easter 1962 and that could be a picture of me! I know it isn’t, but the resemblance is uncanny. Must be the glasses and the curly hair.

    Elaine @ Following Augustine

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