One tradition that J’s grandma does every Easter is that she hides gold dollars in the Easter eggs for all the kids instead of candy. Last year Ben was too little to collect eggs, but this year he was all about finding the “gold.” The other day he wanted his piggy bank down and we got out all the change. J would tell him, “bring me your gold,” and Ben would go over and hand it to him and then snatch it right back.
I love his baby belly.
