Easter

We did the Easter Bunny. I was guilted into the whole Easter basket, egg hunt by my co-workers. Santa I can understand, at least he is human but the thought of a bunny rabbit galavanting around, stuffing Easter baskets and hiding Easter eggs is a bit of a stretch for me, let alone trying to explain it to Everest. We did it though and it was fun. He didn't quite understand the whole Easter egg hunt though. He is into instant gratification. He is of the mentality of if I can't have something right away, then forget about it, I'll take myself into the house and eat some grapes. Screw the chocolate eggs. My thought is, so be it, grapes are healthier. And of course the kid picks out the most expensive Easter bucket. No, not a typo, I meant bucket. He picked out a Diego bucket as his Easter basket. He doens't even know who Diego is. I was pushing for a cute felt chick or lamb basket. No such luck. I was pusing for a stylish basket that I could reuse around the house as decoation, think wood. No such luck. Alas, Diego it was.

Funny Everest-ism for the weekend: When trying to get him to go to the bathroom before leaving the house he stated, "But Momma dare is a no yellow water in my wee-wee."