I'm Back!!!!

You probably thought I would stop blogging just because I moved. But nope! I'm back! It's just been really busy the past few months. We packed up my toys, and moved to a completely different state!

 

I was worried that the Easter Bunny might not know where I am now. But Mom said that Santa and his Elves make sure to let the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy know when kids move. Even better, they try to keep the Boogie Man that lives under my bed out of the loop.

And don't worry... when we packed my toys we didn't throw my baby sister in the box too. She moved with us. She changed a lot since we moved. She can pull herself up, she crawls around, she has 2 whole teeth, and she's always putting my toys in her mouth. I don't like it when she does this. They get all wet and gross.

The Easter Bunny and Santa Claus make me nervous.

We don't see each other except once a year, so when I come face to face with the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus, I get a little scared. I want them to like me, and I want to like them. Plus, both of them give me stuff while I'm sleeping - so I try to make a good impression.

That puts a lot of pressure on a little kid.


When we first sat down at the restaurant, I scoped the place out for Mr. Bunny. But I didn't see him. Then I really thought about it. And big questions popped into my head.

Did the Easter Bunny have the same high expectations as Santa? Does he keep a list of who is good and who isn't? Had I really been good enough to earn candy and goodies? Then I started to get really worried. I thought about all the times I threw a Little Person across the room - particularly when it was Baby Jesus. And when I pulled off my Pull-Up without telling Daddy and hid it in another room. Then there was the time that I went into the refrigerator and pulled all of the packaged sliced cheese out of the little plastic covers, and left them for Mommy to find in strange corners of the family room. It occurred to me that I might be in real trouble when it comes to Mr. Bunny. And do Mr. Bunny and Santa talk? Because if they do....

Then I made eye contact with the Easter Bunny and he gave me some candy. That's when I realized we were cool.

*Phew*

I LOVE chocolate peanut butter cups!

At first, I didn't love the peanut butter cups. Mom took one out of my Elmo basket and shoved it in my face and said, "You'll love these!" But I didn't believe her. I said point blank, "Don't. Like. It."

Then I smelled it. Then I licked the chocolate. Then I popped the whole thing in my mouth and WOW! It was really good. So I had another one. Then Mommy got her iPhone out and recorded this. I was halfway through my chocolate binge.



You can tell my feet are starting to get a little twitchy. After my FIFTH peanut butter cup, I couldn't control my legs and I wanted to DANCE! And RUN! and climb stuff. Dad wasn't to thrilled about this and took my Elmo basket away, to which I protested very loudly.

By the way, it was hard to talk during this video because apparently peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth. But I am still not a fan of the jelly bean.

I hope everyone had a Happy Easter! (Or Bunny Day... whichever you call it.)

Everyone should have a Bunny Hat!

Don't you wish you had a bunny hat like mine? Yeah, you do! I made it during the Cotton TALES program at the Library. Get it?

Wait, I don't think you got the full viewing of my totally awesome hat! Check it out!

I'm so excited about Easter, even though I'm a little confused as to what it actually is. I've tried to figure it out over the past few years, but it still confuses me. Jelly beans and Jesus. I don't get it. I did see the Easter Bunny at the mall, but I found it weird to sit on his lap. It kind of creeped me out, so I just gave him a high five instead. Hope he still gives me candy.

My thoughts on the Easter Bunny:

I had never met the Easter Bunny before this year. We have lots of bunnies in our backyard and I always wave to them each morning and say "Hi!!!" They are brown and I've noticed they've multiplied from one bunny to three bunnies. I don't know how they did that, but when I asked Mommy about it, she said, "It's magic."
So, anyway, we went out for brunch on Easter Sunday. And there I was, eating my eggs and fruit when this GIGANTIC bunny comes up behind me and tries to give me candy. I mean, not like a cute little bunny from my backyard. It was HUMUNGOUS!!!
So, I thought about it while sipping my "Bunny Juice" and wondered if anyone else saw this ridiculously huge bunny and if he tried to give THEM candy. But everyone kept acting like everything was normal.
Now I'm wondering if I made up the whole thing in my imagination. It was weird. I mean, if the Easter Bunny left me a basket and hid those eggs, why would he show up to brunch? And why would he give me MORE candy when I'm eating eggs for breakfast? And how did the Easter Bunny become so big in the first place? And where did he get that yellow bowtie he was wearing? Is there a shop for ridiculously humungous bunnies? This just goes along with all of that confusion I had about Easter from last year. Easter is a weird holiday. Christmas, I understand. A mommy, a daddy, a baby, and a lot of presents brought by a big fat man with a white beard. But this Easter thing is hard to wrap my head around.

Can someone explain why I look for eggs on Easter?

This is me with my Easter Basket left by Mr. E. Bunny.

First I examined my goodies and then my parents said there were eggs in the backyard that I had to find. I guess Mr. Bunny dropped a few on his rounds. I got dressed and we headed outside to look for more eggs.

First I found the Blue One. That was pretty easy, and I eventually had no problems finding all of them.

I did knock over my basket once. There were a lot of eggs.

But I couldn't find the Pink One. I kept lookin' and lookin'. I looked in the flowers, in the bushes, on the grass, under the stairs...

I felt a little silly when I found it right behind me. *sigh*

The White House Easter Egg Roll sounds so cool!

Every little kid who does the Easter Egg Roll on the lawn at the White House gets these souvenir eggs. Mommy knew this year I would just be practicing in the backyard. But now that I'm in-training, I think I will be an Easter Egg Roll champion next year... if we can get tickets.



But if you want to buy your own souvenir eggs, you can do it here.

Happy Easter!!!

Holidays are fun. So is when people start dancing unexpectedly in a train station.

So Mommy was telling me there is an Easter Bunny...

I was new last Easter. I was only about 2 weeks old, and I was still really wiped out from the trip, so the Easter Bunny left me Lucy the Lamb and skipped the basket since I wasn't up for it. But this year is the big year the Easter Bunny will swing by with some goodies. But I was a little confused. I might have misheard but the way I understood it was:

There is a big bunny named Easter who lays eggs made of chocolate and hides them, but he only does this when Jesus comes to town which isn't very often. Jesus loves playing hide and seek, and hid in a cave. Then there are a bunch of people named "dis-eye-pals" and they are looking for Jesus because he was hiding. But only two of his pals found them and won the game, and just out of coincidence they were both named Mary, which is where the poem Mary Had a Little Lamb originated.

They were really happy to find him because they had been looking since Friday and they didn't find him until Sunday. And they all were so happy they said, "GOOD! We finally found you, Jesus! We've been at this since Friday!" They must have been really strong because then they had to roll a huge rock away from the cave where Jesus was hiding and pushed it down a hill. Then his "pals" celebrate by throwing jelly beans at each other while dancing around pole to celebrate Spring. And that's why we go to church on Easter Sunday.

But that's how I heard it.

I thought I would take a picture of myself...

so the Easter Bunny would know who I am since I'm new on the Easter Bunny route. I think it came out pretty good since it's a self-portrait.

Ya wanna hear a joke???

Where does the lamb get his haircut?

Ready? Really?

At the BAH-BAH shop!!!!

Thank You! Thank You! You are far too kind!

You've been a great audience! I'll be here all weekend, and have a great Easter. And don't forget to tip your mommy. They work hard. So do daddies.

Peace out!