Easter, however was pretty spectacular. We hosted brunch for 20 at our house.
I've been cleaning up candy wrappers all day. I had a jellybean stuck to the bottom of my shoe.
This morning, I cleaned what I originally thought was poop or dried blood off of Natalie's bed sheets. Luckily my friend Traci kindly asked if any of the kids ever smuggled candy... I bravely took a whiff...whew, chocolate.
This is also the same child who also sneaked a bag of Easter candy out of the house under her shirt and quickly tucked it beneath the seat in the minivan. I snagged her.
The Easter Jackass (the Easter Bunny's less intelligent, yet devastatingly handsome assistant) visited our house again. He hid Ryan's basket in an impossible-to-find location, a big bin of toys.
It was not visible to anyone other than the Easter Jackass and led to numerous threats from Ryan that he was quitting and a mess all over the floor. With a load of hints (and outright cheating by his awesome mom) he found it. Really, it wasn't even fun at this point.
An Annoying Orange t-shirt and his very own, very large bag of jellybeans solved the issue and all was right in the world again.