I wish I could say I had a Martha Stewart moment with the kids, laboring over these little monochromatic ovals of love. Alas, no. Aside from assembling a basket and hiding some eggs on a tennis court, Easter isn't a big activity-based holiday for the Morris posse. Now, excuse me while I go raid the baskets. Mama needs a fix and the kids ain't lookin'.
Happy Easter!
2 comments:
Did you find anything good in those baskets? When I filled theirs last night (baskets and eggs) I withheld quite a bit of the chocolate goodness for my own mid-night raidings post Easter!
Besides, Martha Stewart couldn't handle our kids ... can you envision HER in your kitchen dyeing eggs? She'd lose her cool, for sure :)
Now that Martha's an ex-con, she's a bad ass! But, you're right. She's not bad enough for our kids. ;}
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