Some kind of hippy

The Easter bunny must be some kind of hippy.  How do I know? My basket was filled with cookies, boiled eggs, almonds and a kite.

Don’t get me wrong, I loved the cookies, liked coloring and cracking the eggs, ran all over the house with the kite and loved the almond container but where’s the chocolate?

Egg Hunt

I went on my first egg hunt last weekend.  What a fun concept. Bring a basket, fill it up, dump it and fill it up a again.

(He had not discovered the concept of candy inside yet)

I met the Easter bunny but was not a big fan.

Now for opening the eggs, first you crack it on the table… Oh, these are special eggs they have another little egg inside and it’s chocolate! “nother egg, Mama, nother egg”

No, I’m not tired, why do you ask?

Myron is going through a growing sprit and he is sleeping a ton!

Boat full of Bunnies

Michelle and I took in the art museum yesterday. Is this an Easter add?  Or just a random boat full of bunnies?

Adventures with Michelle

Michelle and I do all sort of fun things together!

Choo-choo I am train. (Sacramento Zoo)

My First cup of hot cocco – yum!  It’s my ‘coffee’. (Starbucks)

Ruuummm… rummm.. so many cool tunnels and trains. (Sacramento Train Museum)

Attachments

Myron has always enjoyed snuggling in his blankets but recently he has decided his little hungry caterpillar blanket is clearly more desirable that all the rest.  The first thing he said this morning (still half asleep) “ittle one mama, ittle one” (his little blanket was in the wash/dryer).  I brought it from the dryer and he hugged it like a long lost friend.

Come down moon…

Myron: Moon, mama, moon up there.

Mama: Oh, your right that is the moon.

Myron: Reach… reach… come down moon!

Mama and Dada: LOL