Easterphanalia. It is definitely a word.
The Easter bunny arrived bright and early on Sunday morning. He left some beautiful eggs this year.
Also, a most peculiar thing happened last week – apart from the miracle of the bunny-shaped bread.
There was a sharp knock at our door but when I answered there was no one there. Just a faint smell of cinnamon and chocolate wafting on the air. On the doormat was a tiny box. Inside the box were some colourful beans. Magical beans.
The kids were very excited to hear my tale and on Saturday afternoon we planted our magic beans in the garden with much anticipation and speculation.
The next morning, there were cries of astonishment when the girls discovered that, overnight, lollipops had sprung up from where the beans had been planted. Lollipops with swirls of colour the same as the beans they had planted.
By the way, did you know my 7 year old can read and has been known to read stuff over my shoulder? I”m just sayin’.
It seems that this miraculous sprouting first happened here.
The cranky bunnies were a big hit.
I turned these beautiful Italian liquorice tins into little bunny beds.
The grumpy ones got heart-shaped tails and cosy bedding in an effort to cheer them up.
It didn’t work. Man, they are perpetually pissed off.
And here was how we packaged up our bunny poo this year. Once again it was a huge hit with kids at kinder and school and among the more immature adults, ie, my friends.
Hope you all had a really lovely Easter and are slowly but surely recovering from the chocolate binge.