My brother, Bill, came home for Easter weekend (finally). Friday was the first time he saw Natalie and she showed she was mad that first time he held her. She was very vocal about his slacker-style. (For the record, Jason’s brother Justin drove over to see her the day we were discharged from the hospital and met us in Iowa City as we drove through after the wedding.) After we calmed Natalie down, she allowed him to hold her without screaming.
On Easter, we went over to the Katzke house. Natalie (with help) went through the bag of goodies that Grandma Olmstead had given us the couple of weeks prior. Natalie modeled her “first Easter” socks and we all got a kick out of the singing bath frog.
Natalie then changed into her party dress and we started taking pictures. It was only the second time the four generations of girls were together (the first being the week before at brunch).
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