Still, it was Easter, and we were together! Two great things for which to be grateful! So with this little pep talk to myself I went to the basement and started pulling things from the boxes. There's Peter Rabbit! Did I ever finish reading all the Beatrix Potter stories to David?
No wait, that's not Peter Rabbit. And that egg belongs to John!
What am I doing? They are too old for bunny ears, aren't they?
What if they were a manly brown . . . ?
Perhaps if I used some tactical diversion . . . like carrot cupcakes . . .
And some lemon parfaits . . .
With lots of jelly beans tucked among the flowers . . . They may be men now, but they still love sweets!
Brown eggs and woven mats evoke a garden setting anybunny would enjoy . . .
I hope the kids remember this dinner. I hope they remember the bunny ears . . . I hope they remember how much we laughed. May the Risen Christ bless us and watch over us all! Alleluia!