Holy crap.
Summer's gonna be here and gone and I won't even have had my buried the Yule Log.
We had a lovely Easter Sunday filled with great neighbors, great friends and great food (hello smoked brisket, I love you).
The Easter Bunny brought Margaret a bunch of bunny crap that she loved and waaaayyyyy too much candy. Luckily I was there to eat much of it, so she didn't have to.
Oh how I will sacrifice for my child.
2 comments:
Looks like they were having fun surveying the loot.
You do realize "bury the Yule Log" sounds like a euphemism...
Thank you, Ladybug, for catching my Yule Log reference. I do like to slip them in ...
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