Twelve years ago this journey began. Our twin boys were six and I initially just wrote about the cute stuff they did. In fact, the name of this blog came to be because one day I heard them chanting “ihopeiwinatoaster; ihopeiwinatoaster” over and over in the basement. Time passed, I tried to go a little deeper, say important things. However, those cute boys are at university now and their stories are their own. So, what’s an old blogger to do? Well, I guess that’s what I am trying to find out.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Bunny Directives
The boys like the Easter Egg hunt around here, but, they think he (is the Easter Bunny a he or a she?) should hide them better this year:
He will hide them in the basement this year, and he will leave a note as to where all of them are. Nothing worse than a lost Easter egg, if you know what I mean.
Easter always makes me sad, I guess because of the suffering, you know, the Passion. But Resurrection comes and we are all reborn. I hope I don't waste that beautiful opportunity.
Happy Easter, and thanks for stopping by.
From Marci's "... things you don't expect to hear from the backseat ..."
Z: "You feel my pain, buddy?"
N: "No. Not really."
*harsh*
Denied...
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