Mommy is in Timeout

Last week, Lanagan and I had a conversation about what he hoped the Easter bunny would bring him in his basket. His answer: A pig.

A live pig. He wanted one to help him “oink, oink, oink-ing, all the way home” – whatever that means.

My mom made it her mission to find him a pig Easter basket. Well, she did. Sort of. She bought what she initially thought was a pig. Once she got home, she realized it was a pink bunny.Being the amazing Grammy that she is, she sewed the ears down to make it look more pig-esque.Was the custom pig basket the highlight of the day? Maybe the watch my parents put in the basket? Or even all the candy hidden in eggs around our living room? Nope.Come to find out, the best gift from Easter was getting to take a nap at Auntie Lulu’s house. Santa, are you taking notes?

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On Sunday, I typically share a recipe on my blog. However, since today is Easter, I thought I’d post my recipe later in the week.Besides, I’ll be busy today stealing kindly asking for as many Reese’s peanut butter cups as the boys are willing to give me out of their baskets. That Easter Bunny sure knows what mommy likes. Glad he has been paying such close attention.Here’s a little blast from the past picture – Lanagan on his first Easter in 2008.

Happy Easter to all of you!