Happy Easter

As is typical for spring of an odd-numbered year, things are just out of control busy right now.  The Texas Lege is in full swing, with just over a month left...  the weekly haul to and from Austin is killing me, but THC has done a remarkable job serving as a single parent in my absence, so I'll extend props where props are due.

Of course, all this is a long-winded way of saying I don't have much time to write anything clever or meaningful.  Just a few photos.  Sadly (and yes, I am aware of this - I have been SERIOUSLY lacking in Harley photos for the last few months).

Guess who HATES the carousel???  Guess I should not have picked the terrifying clown-monkey.  Creepy carousel music did not help.

One year checkup.  She is like the Tasmanian Devil.  She tore that room apart while we waited for Doc K.

Feeding a duck.  Nature.  What a novel concept in Houston.

Berryhill might start losing money on their free ice cream venture if we keep taking GHC there.

GHC's first Easter egg hunt.  Lucky for me & THC, she did not know what was inside the eggs.  I think I ate my body weight in Rolos.