My sister Morgan came up from Indianapolis to spend this past weekend with Essley and me for Essley's first Easter. I was a little sad that Robbie was going to be on the road, so Morgan decided to surprise me. The three of us had so much fun. Despite the fact that Essley admittedly had absolutely no idea what was going on in terms of the holiday (she's not even four months, after all), we raged an egg dying party, followed by an egg hunt party, and she may have received more Easter baskets than I probably did throughout my entire childhood. My sister and I also took Ess shopping, ate delicious things like fondue and vegetarian sushi and excessive amounts of Easter candy, watched bad girly movies, and had a whole lot of play time with baby.
Essley's middle name is Morgan, after my sister. My sis is also Essley's godmother, and she acted as my doula during my labor and birth. Morgan was in the room the entire time, rubbing my back, guiding me along, and greeting our sweet little bean when she arrived. The two of them have a pretty incredible connection. I can't wait to see how their relationship blossoms as Essley grows. (Also: Essley got Auntie Morgan's eyelashes. I cannot put into words the amount of envy I feel over that one.)
I decided to snap some pictures of them during a walk we took in a local park on Saturday. The lighting wasn't the best and there were some weird shadows happening. And I wish I'd gotten more shots. But at least in my mind, you can still see the love between them, which is what really matters anyway. I am so grateful for these two girls. They're my absolute favorites.