A Stimeyland Easter

Evidently Quinn checked the fridge this morning and found our dyed Easter eggs still in there so, despite Easter presents in the living room, he determined that the Easter Bunny hadn’t hidden any eggs.

He was right.

The Easter Bunny then snapped into quick action.

Fortunately, our kids are not very observant.

Alex then convinced Quinn that a very, very quiet Easter Bunny snuck into our house while they were in another room this morning to get the eggs and hide them. After Quinn checked the fridge again to find the eggs gone, he was impressed by the bunny’s magic.

“If I’d gone to get a snack, I might have seen him!” Quinn insisted. To anyone who suggested that it was strange that no one heard the bunny, Quinn said, wide-eyed, “Magic.”

“But, Quinn, what about—”

“MAGIC!”

Then Alex and I sat on the porch and watched the munchkins scramble around the backyard.

In addition to the dozen real eggs, we had 24 plastic eggs that I had put candy in. Then I put those eggs in a bag with the leftover candy, figuring the leftovers would get put in a bowl later. When Alex took that bag to the yard to hide the eggs, he dumped the loose candy in a pile in the garden.

Because that makes sense.

It did make these two really happy, however.

Then this happened:

(One of my most liked Facebook statuses ever.)

Then I watched this:

I am a terrible person.

*****

Thanks to the newest Cheetah donors, Lisa R and Dick & Candi. Every time I look at that page and see friends and readers and relatives on that list, I get all gushy and happy inside. Sincerely. Thank you.

13 thoughts on “A Stimeyland Easter

  1. Ah, I miss the Easter Bunny. Apparently, once you reach 16 he’s no longer cool. Lovely to read about your Easter fun though. Passive Aggressive egg hunt… VERY VERY funny!! Thank you.

  2. I complained nonstop about the Easter Bunny this year, but I’m sure I’ll miss him when he’s gone. Thanks for this reminder to live in the moment!

  3. When I was growing up, I think the Easter bunny left the colored eggs for the parents to hide, because of refrigeration issues. I don’t know, I can’t remember actually believing in the Easter bunny so maybe my recollection is skewed.

  4. Passive Aggressive Easter Egg Hunt – bwahahahaha! As Quinn might say, “MAGIC”. :-)  You make me very very happy.  (Almost as happy as chocolate makes me).

  5. My mom invited some kids over for Easter- we ended up with 11. We put around 400 plastic eggs with toys and candy inside in the yard. They filled their buckets, and we were still finding eggs an hour later. It was awesome. 

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