He actually came a while ago but my blogger wouldn't let me post pics. And what's the point of this goofy blog if you have to listen to me ramble on without any pics of the Larkin man? Pointless, let me tell ya. Anyway.
Larkin was delivered in a basket this year. To his Lala's dining room table.
He started the day in Tennessee, and he looked good too. At least I thought he did. I think he was a little put out by being made to wear another vest.
He wanted to be in play clothes to get down and dirty.
Without losing his pants.
Or a shoe.
Both of which he did.
To get him to smile we had to do the "How big is Larkin?" game, which he finds hilarious.
Of course it means he has his hands up in almost every pic.
And that's the good one. Here's what most of them look like:
When the hands-up game got boring, he decided he wanted to clap. More importantly, he wanted to make his mommy clap.
When I didn't immediately comply, this is the face we got:
Oh, holidays.
After a quick 4.5 hours of sleep (Larkin, not Phillip) in the car, he ended up at his Papaw and Lala's house for the tail end of their Easter celebration with the Links.
He got to play with Joe.
And his Aunt Shara.
Larkin had a fun time with the Easter Bunny!
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