For the family album

 Every holiday when I was growing up, my dad would take a photograph of

 my mom, my sister and I, usually standing in front of the house, 

in whatever attire appropriate for the occasion.

Those photographs marked the passage of time over the years, 

and it's always fun, albeit embarrassing, to look back at them.

I suspect you have a similar collection of your own.

This blog has become my de facto family album,
with eight years of photographs to look through and 

compare how the kids have grown and changed.

 So these are the portraits that will mark the occasion of Easter 2016.

They should all be thankful that I didn't make them wear bonnets.