The kids are getting very excited about the visitor who is scheduled to come this weekend.
We've got our baskets ready, our cool, metallic egg coloring kit standing by, our plastic eggs are unpacked from the crawl space, and a bag of carrots has been purchased. I made sure I remembered the carrots because one year we had to leave the Easter Bunny an apple. And don't you know, though he was only 3 at the time, W. still reminds me of that EVERY.SINGLE.YEAR.
T. and R. were talking to me yesterday about what Mr. Bunny might bring them. They are a bit delusional, I must say. But rest assured, I was quick to point out that the big ticket items were more Santa's gig and they needed to downscale their thinking a bit. If not, they were going to be highly disappointed.
T.: "I hope he brings me lots of candy!"
R.: "Yum, chocolate kisses!!"
T.: "You know mom, they make some candy out of pee-pee."
Me: "Huh? I really don't think so T."
T.: "Yea, they do. You know, those yellow, squishy candies we get at Easter. The ones that look like chicks. The pee-pees."
Me: "Honey, those are PEEPS."