She just cracks herself up

T. found his and his sister's Easter baskets today. I had them and a ziplock of plastic eggs in my downstairs closet. Good thing he found them, I would have been looking for them in the spring because I had no idea I had put them there.

He and R. decided to play Easter bunny and hide them all over the house. R. was taking her turn being the bunny as T. peeked hid his eyes behind his hands.

Mr. Schmitty was sitting at the island in the kitchen, eating his gluten-free cornflakes, reading the Post. Suddenly he felt a poke behind him. R. was placing an egg on the seat between him and the back of the chair.

She started to giggle as she walked into the next room.

"Hey T., I gotta tell you something." she shouts out.

"I put an egg up daddy's butt!" she blurts out in hysterics.

I'm so glad she can amuse herself!