The men folk went fishing:
Mommy made them all look bad, I caught a catfish. It wasn't exactly what I was fishing for, but who worries about that anyway? No fish were harmed and all were thrown back. Please don't sic PETA on me, okay?
We also proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that my Mom's cat is demonic (and we did it on Easter too):
There was also some Easter Egg hunting:
Oh, and there might have also been some booty shaking, but we're not going to tell the Pastor that the booty shaking was done on a Sunday:
