My First Easter

Check me out! I look like I should be chipping on to the 9th green at St. Andrews in this outfit. Maybe I should have got an Easter basket that looked like a golf ball instead of a baseball. My Grandpa bought this outfit for me, but as far as I know he has never played golf in his life. From what I hear Mommy's Grandpa used to wear this kind of stuff on the course, and looked pretty good too. Maybe that's where I get my good looks. Oh well. I did get some stuff from the Easter bunny. I do have a question. Why do we celebrate Jesus being resurrected by hiding eggs and trying to find a huge bunny? I guess I have to be an adult to understand those things.