That very well
could have been the headline after the city-sponsored Easter Egg Hunt we went to last week. Let's just say that it was total chaos and I very much wanted to clobber another mother who swooped in and took all the eggs from right in front of Rebecca. Seriously - my mama bear instincts took over and I honestly wanted to push her or "accidentally" knock her down or something. I didn't though...but I did use some foul language once I got back to Mike and my parents and told them the story. A lot of foul language. I'm not proud...but at least they didn't have to haul me away in a cop car and I didn't have to spend Easter in the slammer.
Here are some pictures from the happier moments of the event:
Rebecca also enjoyed her Easter baskets. Here she was having a little bite of Peep kababs which are awesome by the way!
And lastly, here are a few pictures of me reading to Rebecca while Grandma looked on. Lots of fun to have 3 generations of ladies hanging out together!
1 comment:
Give me a piece of that lady. I'll take her for you. What a punk. I'm glad you weren't in the slammer but that would have made for a great story.
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