Monday, April 13, 2009

My Archnemisis: Easter Grass


I love Easter. It's one of my favorite holidays. I love Brunch, I love Easter baskets (although the Easter bunny forgot about me this year -sigh- oh well), I love little girls in big hats, I love chocolate, boy do I love chocolate, I love the little peanut butter eggs that Brian's Mom makes, I love church Easter programs, I love spinach souffle (are you seeing the food pattern here?), and I LOVE Easter outfits.

What I HATE about Easter (okay, hate is a strong word): that even though I REFUSE to buy Easter grass to fill the baskets, the dang stuff still manages to creep into my house. IT'S EVERYWHERE! It sticks to EVERYTHING! I can't even get it off of my darn fingers! And now it's going to be twisted around my vacuum bristles for the next decade. Who invented this stuff?! And another thing- I pride myself in the Easter baskets I make Brian and the kids. I spend WEEKS thinking of the thoughtful little things that that they will enjoy. But WHY IS IT, OH WHY, that this year, I went a little crazy on Calvin's and put a kite and a kids digital camera in his, BUT WAIT- does his face light up when he looks through his basket?!?! NOT UNTIL HE GETS TO THE BOTTOM AND SEES THE PACKAGE OF JELLYBEANS!!!!! Maybe he's more like me then I think...

He sees the jellybeans...


And for your Easter enjoyment...






2 comments:

Anonymous said...

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL PHOTOS! I hate the easter grass too..I decided last year that I was never buying it again...never. yuck. Not even the paper kind. I'd rather use cotton balls.. :)
Love the pictures and most definitely want to hear more..okay taste some of those peanut butter eggs!

Twisted Sister said...

Love your pics!