The Artist saves the day... or half the day.

When I screeched last night in realization that I forgot to take pictures of the girls in their Easter dresses, the Artist grabbed the cowgirl right before she put on her pajamas and got some great shots in about thirty seconds.
That's why I call him the Artist.
Unfortunately, it was too late for the Dancer. She was already showing off her Dora nightgown.
So for your enjoyment:
The Cowgirl in her Easter dress and the Dancer in her.... nightgown.
One out of two isn't so bad, right?

P.S. Hey, Mama- look what happens when we eat four chocolate bunnies!