

I also like money.
Specifically, coins.
Mama showed me how to put coins in my piggy bank. It's the same piggy bank that mama had when she was a little girl. It even still has the same little spotted blue ribbon.


It doesn't make sense...why doesn't the money go in its mouth?
Today was Easter.
Yesterday, we colored eggs. Again, not much sense involved. Why color them? They taste the same no matter what they look like.
They made me wear a smock. The vinegar smelled funny, but I still kind of wanted to drink it.


This morning, mama got me ready as usual. She said something about "happy easter..." and that "daddy was downstairs cleaning up the rabbit pellets". Then she brought me downstairs. She took me into the front room. We turned the corner and...wow! My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. Apparently, some scary big bunny broke into our house last night and tried to make up for it by leaving me some presents. I wasn't going to be won over that easily. I wouldn't go near that basket for 10 full minutes.


Yamma and Baba R and Uncle Dodo came over this morning and we had brunch. I got to watch a fun soccer match on tv. And we had lots of good food, though I didn't feel like eating much. I had a few bites of ham and potatoes, and a bit of coffee cake though nobody let me try the coffee. And I got some chocolate from my basket...yum!
After we ate, I got to go hunt down the eggs that the bunny hid while he was trying to find a way out of the house. There was one under the leg of the chair, one in the planter, LOOK! There's one in my dump truck. I was so dang good at that egg hunt thing.
Then I went down for my nap.
Then when I got up, we went over to Yamma and Baba D's house. We played a little, then Auntie Mimi came over and we ate dinner. Well, they did. I didn't feel like eating much. I had a few bites of ham and some asparagus. And I choked on some yams. Yuck! I had to spit them out. And then even though mama said I couldn't have any dessert, I did get to have one chocolate treat. Because it's Easter and sometimes rules must be broken. Or maybe because she just couldn't resist my charms. Hee hee.
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