Easter Sunday

Here I am on Easter Sunday. I was up most of the night on Saturday and we didn't make it to sunrise services like mom had planned. We went to later church services, and I wasn't the good little boy like I had been before, but I wasn't feeling good, and I wanted everyone to know. Later that day we were taking photos and I was enjoyable to be around, just as long as nobody wiped my nose. I really don't like having my nose wiped. Mom put me in this basket and I really enjoyed it, so much so that I was chewing on the edge and attempting to pull it toward me.