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Happy Easter!


Quotes from Grayson:

When he woke up before the Easter bunny had a chance to hide any eggs: "I know why! We forgot to leave him some carrots. And let's put out this book about bunnies for him to read."

Seeing giant urns full of jelly beans at church: "I just want to live here forever!"

Finding a whole bucket full of eggs: "Does this mean I was the goodest?"

Opening the candy-filled eggs: "Dad, you're going to have to have a big talk with the Easter bunny about all this candy!"

Devouring the bucket full of candy: "I'm never going to sleep again! I'm going to stay awake forever and eat more CANDY!"

Lucie was less enthusiastic about Easter, particularly when she tasted the bunny fur and discovered that it was neither made of marshmallow fluff nor coated in chocolate. Still makes a good picture, though.

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Unknown said…
Janice,

I couldn't help it--I fell over laughing at this post. The picture kills me. Poor, traumatized Lucie.

Happy Easter!
Lauren

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