A year ago, Joel & I thought it would be fun to stick Hope in her Easter basket because she was so tiny. This year, we decided to do it again. She didn't fit as well and was none too pleased. Her legs didn't fit and I had to kind of squeeze her in (another example of my great mothering). It made me realize that as slow as we think Hope is growing -- about two ounces a week -- she IS growing and these photos remind me of that.