I hate Easter candy. Peeps, Cadbury Eggs, Malt Balls...honestly, just having to type those words makes me gag a bit. The theory is, the Easter Bunny never really gave me and my brother candy in our baskets. We got things like fruit (a real treat growing up in our house!), stickers, butterfly nets, playing cards, playdoh and crayons. So we never developed a real taste for the marshmallowy, super sugary treats most kids grew up indulging in come springtime. Fine by me.
Based on tradition (and a desire to keep our kids somewhat mellow and healthy around the holidays), Nate and I made a similar deal with the Easter Bunny for Ryan and Lindsey. He can hide some candy in the baskets he leaves with all the grandparents, but the baskets he fills at our house should be full of fun toys and healthy snacks. The Easter Bunny is a cool dude - and had no problem keeping up his end of the bargain.
So, with the right kind of fuel to get through a long weekend of visiting relatives, Ryan and Lindsey had a blast - spending time with their cousins (I love that they have cousins close to them in age), aunts, uncles and grandparents and a bunch of other people who love them. They hunted (and decorated) eggs, baked peanut butter cookies (for the cool dude mentioned earlier) and got rewarded with some pretty sweet treats in their baskets. Ryan got a cozy Phillies sweatshirt and silly putty, which transported Nate and I back to childhood as we ran to get the Comics section of the paper and showed Ryan the fine art of transposing ink to putty. And Lindsey got a cute pink umbrella chair, made herself right at home and started noshing on some pringles.
Spring has arrived. Indulge in its sweetness, won't you?
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