This is the “Before” picture. Now comes the “After.”
Personally, I think the couch cushion on the floor is a nice touch. What a picturesque way to underline the antics of four sugar-happy kids on Easter morning. The blue thing on the rug? That’s a Morphibian. Rascal specifically requested it weeks ago. I’m willing to believe most families have one child who would write to the Easter Bunny as well as to Santa. Rascal didn’t go that far, but he did see “The Blue Car” in a catalog and suggested that it would be nice to see it in his Easter basket (no doubt remembering our family habit of saving bigger gifts for birthdays and Christmas and figuring Easter would be a more pleasant alternative than waiting for August). 😉 I decided he’d earned it well enough because he can be such a helper. Any kid who volunteers to sing his crying baby sister lullabies while Mommy gets the dinner on deserves a treat. I’m mean about it, though: he still has to share it. 😉
I’m glad I did get it because Rascal woke up at 1:47am to check out the baskets (we share baskets, incidentally). Seeing the Morphibian, there was great cheer and rejoicing. He took it back to bed with him. He was so happy he didn’t sleep for another hour. He would spontaneously break into song and sing the words: “Happy Easter.” And he still had the energy to participate in the chocolate and jelly bean carnage at 8am.
Childhood is great.
And in case you’re wondering about our homegrown Easter grass? It went out of control. We planted it in our backyard. Next year: 1/2 cup of wheat, not 2 cups…