At some people's houses the Easter bunny hides eggs or the whole Easter basket. At our house he hides jelly beans and other small candies. I think the Easter bunny of the South must have learned that the Graves (my maiden name) family was so used to hunting for eggs inside (in New Hampshire there was still snow some years or at the very least inches of yucky mud), that he thought it was okay to carry on the tradition. Jake swears he heard the Easter bunny leave our house at around 5:30 am. I wonder if this is the last year he will think that or if he really still does believe in the Easter bunny...I know I humored my parents a couple of extra years before admitting I knew it was them.
A one pound chocolate bunny. Yep it is already gone...
The Easter bunny must have had extra candy because he even put some in this conviently empty container on our shelf.
Hunting for eggs...
That tricky Easter bunny-hiding them behind a bunny!
Nice picture of Jake chewing candy.
The Easter bunny must have heard Jake is saving for a dog because he got $7 in his eggs!
Easter breakfast and Jake trying to give me his peeps. No one in our house really likes them but is it really an Easter with out them?
Jake in a sugar coma while quietly playing and listening to conference. How lucky was it that Easter was General Conference weekend. What a great way to celebrate the real reason there is an Easter. And as usual it was amazing and uplifting (and best of all I had the whole weekend off and I didn't even ask for it off. I just said a little prayer and hoped for the best!), and just what I needed! We are so blessed...