THE BUNNY RISETH AGAIN!!!
Hi folks. So Easter happened again, and like the last seven or eight years, Kris prepped baskets the night before and hid Easter Eggs around the house while I created a series of clues about for the girls' annual Easter Basket Quest (see below.) This year had the girls burrowing into the dog's food, their own dirty clothes hamper, and my beer fridge, as well as venturing out into the cold twice (once in the backyard where Watson poops, once into the dirty garage.)
(Yours Truly . . .er, The Easter Bunny was kind of an asshole this year.)
Anyway, an hour or two of prepping the house the night before gave us about 10 - 15 minutes of Easter Morning craziness, which is par for the course, really. The girls got a bunch of crap that they went nuts over, including dresses they got to wear to our obligated-to-go church excursion later that morning. Then, after church, Easter magically transformed into just another Sunday. . . filled with lesson planning, house chores, and Netflix.
Behold: Easter '17. . .
Hi folks. So Easter happened again, and like the last seven or eight years, Kris prepped baskets the night before and hid Easter Eggs around the house while I created a series of clues about for the girls' annual Easter Basket Quest (see below.) This year had the girls burrowing into the dog's food, their own dirty clothes hamper, and my beer fridge, as well as venturing out into the cold twice (once in the backyard where Watson poops, once into the dirty garage.)
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Anyway, an hour or two of prepping the house the night before gave us about 10 - 15 minutes of Easter Morning craziness, which is par for the course, really. The girls got a bunch of crap that they went nuts over, including dresses they got to wear to our obligated-to-go church excursion later that morning. Then, after church, Easter magically transformed into just another Sunday. . . filled with lesson planning, house chores, and Netflix.
Behold: Easter '17. . .
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| I decided to narrow down the amount of stops on the Basket Scavenger Hunt this year. I was a bit lazy. |
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| After finding eggs around the house for a few minutes, the girls stumble across the first clue, lying in plain sight on the kitchen table. . . |
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| The quest begins. |
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| Cold in the garage |
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| Kris felt it wasn't right to 'nail anything to anything' on Easter Sunday, but I explained I had no choice 'cause it wasn't like I could Scotch Tape a clue to frickin' bark. . . |
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| Next year I might have them rummage through garbage for a clue. That'd be kinda funny. |
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| The last clue. . . |
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| The end of the Hunt - the girls (and Watson) find their baskets. |
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| (Watson's is the one on the left. Not sure if you guys picked up on that.) |
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| Into the Living Room to dig into plunder. |
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| We've been trying to limit the amount of candy the girls get on Easter these last couple of years, so they've been getting a lot of shoes, dresses, perfumes, small toys, activity/chapter books, and other crap like that instead. |
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| I didn't get to post any pictures of Alayna during the first bit of this basket opening process, because she wasn't wearing pants and you could see her underwear in most of the pictures we took. Eventually Kris and I became aware of this and made her put on pajama pants at the very least. |
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| Perfume, shoes, dresses, nail polish - the girls got a much more mature basket this year. It's kinda what they're into anymore. |
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| Lip balms (this type has a specific name, but I forget what it is.) |
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| Alayna fills out an activity journal she got in her basket |
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| Abby shows off a new Easter Dress |
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| All primed and ready for church. HAPPY EASTER MOTHERF***ERS! |
- Brian
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