On Easter morning the kids woke up to baskets full of cars and candy. I remember my excitement growing up and finding my easter basket on easter morning so I decided that I should probably start doing baskets this year so that my kids don't hate me when I'm older. Anyways, on the way home from church on sunday Destroy asked who gave him his easter basket. I told him that the Easter Bunny brought it to him while he was asleep the night before. He stopped, looked at me and said, "No, mom. You gave it to me". Wow, I was stunned. There goes Santa, I guess.
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No offense, but I don't think our kids should play together . . .
Ha ha! My kids shouldn't play with anyone.
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