We are so cool that the Easter bunny comes on Saturday for us.
Yes, we're that cool.
It's because of me. I'm so cool that the Easter Bunny came on Saturdays when I was a kid, too. All the other kids on the block were so jealous that we got all our goodies a day early, which is especially awesome in kid-dom. I like it now because 1) we don't have to worry about rushing off to church right after the kids have eaten their weight in candy, and 2) it helps separate the secular from the spiritual.
The boys were pretty excited, of course. First they had to check out what was in their baskets. I put little toys and a small stuffed animal in each. (No candy - that's what the egg hunt is for.) They also each get one bigger gift; this year I decided to get them toys to play with outside. A good idea in theory except for that it was snowing today. Stupid un-ending winter.
Anywho, Spencer got a t-ball set and Josh got a bubble lawn mower. Tres fun.

The inevitable fighting occurred. Bats were swung, balls were thrown at heads, mowers were stolen. Not surprising, and easily forgotten with a hunt for Easter Eggs!

The boys hunted for eggs and ate candy with a frenzy usually found in sharks who haven't eaten in a month. Josh was especially adept at cracking open an egg and stuffing the entire contents in his mouth within seconds. Spencer was better at actually finding the eggs; he was quite disappointed to learn that that didn't mean he got to keep all of them. (Sharing with a kid brother is hard.)
Lance spent the morning the same way he did last year.
He is a total stick in the mud. Yeah, I went there.
Here are a few cute clips of the kids. The first part is of them trying to get to the eggs that are trapped in the baby-proofed cabinet. (The Easter Bunny knew they'd freak out about it!) ((The Easter Bunny has a weird sense of humor.)) The second part is trying to convince Josh that he should eat a real breakfast instead of candy. It didn't go over so well.






