Bird Bread & Dresses

While I was growing up, Easter Sunday involved an early wake up to catch the sun as it rose out of the Atlantic Ocean over Wrightsville Beach. Some years were glorious while others merely hinted at the big ball of fire hidden behind the clouds. Regardless, I enjoyed the time on the beach as the day dawned. On the way home, we stopped by Krispy Kreme (way, way before their doughnuts spread across the US) to pick up a few treats that would accompany the Colombe de Paques (known as the Bird Bread) for breakfast.  

In Taichung, we are on the wrong side of the mountains and Krispy Kreme has not yet invaded so the girls cannot have the full tradition but they did sit down to devour the bird bread. Yep, Uncle Jeremie would be proud in the amounts of bread each girl tucked away.

The girls also modeled dresses over the weekend...