i have really fond memories of basket hunting easter morning growing up. that sneaky bunny always hid our baskets in the darndest places like the washing machine, dirty clothes hamper, and amidst pots & pans in cupboards. My brother’s basket was always the most creatively hidden- probably because even back then the easter bunny knew he was the smart one (going off to med school, marrying a hot dentist, shaving his awful beard- all proved that funny bunny right).
flash forward to 3 years ago. our first easter in our current house where i awoke to a trail of jelly beans going down the stairs and straight to an easter basket full of candy, because even in your 20′s the easter bunny knows homegirl needs her candy fix. it helped that we had just watched HOP and i had gotten 50 shades of excited over the fact that the easter bunny just happens to poop jelly beans. i’m still trying to catch myself a jelly bean pooping bunny.
i want lex to have awesome easter memories too. super awesome ones that involve egg hunts, hidden baskets full of goodies, and the little known fact that the easter bunny poops jelly beans (where did you think they came from anyways?).
so here’s a peek at her basket.
we kept things fairly simple. with some princess sticker earrings, lip gloss, another member of the bubble guppy clan to add to her ever-growing collection, a mini version of her fav princess, and a bunny wristlet for her to stash her money in. like every other little person on the planet there’s a little bit of frozen tucked into her basket. i was apparently one of the lucky moms who scored an anna doll like 2 months ago and tucked it away. rumor has it they’re impossible to find these days. lex has a lot of stuffed animals. a lot. but she doesn’t yet have a unicorn (problem solved).
totally excited to see her hunt, and hunt, and hunt for her basket of fun sunday morning (because i know she’s as smart as my brother).