which brings me to easter baskets. the girl got up around 7:30ish and then waited a little while to wake up the boy. they came and roused me shortly thereafter. easter baskets are still loot and exciting for them, though the girl does not believe in the great hopper any more. the boy clings to the myth, but i think he knows and just isn't saying.
as they were looking through their baskets and i was
this year they got the usual candy--big chocolate bunny w/ lots of other chocolate stuff and then i slipped in a stuffed horton for both. the girl got a tube of mascara and a littlest pet shop tini-gift and the boy got a star wars coin holder thingy and a tini-lego thing. the hubs and i also did easter baskets for each other. we used to do this more often, before the kids came along, and then sort of fell off doing it for awhile. i gave him candy. my basket had a johnny depp movie in it, a little stuffed penguin, oil for the lawnmower (cos i love mowing and it needs changed so i can mow) and some candy.
my kids are lucky. they don't get candy they don't like in their baskets. growing up we always, always got jelly beans and peeps in our baskets. the peeps were unwrapped so they always had grass stuck to them. i don't like peeps. i don't think any of us did. jelly beans are ok if they're they good kind, but the ones that are like $1 a bag have no taste; i'm a jelly bean snob. as kids i used to trade loot w/ my brother (as my kids did this morning). i'd give him all my jelly beans and peeps and those other things that were egg shaped that were nasty (i.e. not chocolate) for his footballs. um, yeah. growing up my favorite candy was the multi colored foil footballs in my basket. i know, me, the non-sports person. did it ever occur to me they were supposed to be chocolate eggs? uh, no. i've always thought of them as footballs. bizarre, i know.
i think my parents also used to hide eggs for us to find in the morning. the hard boiled ones we'd colored because we didn't do plastic eggs back in the day. obviously now i'm like, ewwwww, hard boiled eggs left out over night? that's gross. plus, we can't really hide things like that around the house, i think the dogs would have a field day.
today my dad and grandma are coming over for dinner. my mom and sister (and her kids) made their annual pilgrimage to visit one of my aunts, leaving my dad once again. ya know what, yeah, i know he's an asshole most of the time but i still think it's shitty of my mom to leave him on holidays.
and now--here's my favorite easter cartoon of all times : )