Easter

This was the first year that the Easter Bunny came to our house. Brooke and Dallin were both so excited. They got kites, treats, and some new coloring books and crayons. The night before I cut out bunny feet and put them on the floor. The next morning as the kids came downstairs I told them that the Easter bunny must have come and stepped in some paint on the way (I couldn't find enough paper around the house in one color...I know, they are awful looking rabbit feet). They started to follow the foot prints into the front room to find their baskets when Dallin said, "Mom, I think that these aren't his real foot prints. I think that he just put these papers down because he didn't want his feet to get dirty on our so dirty floor." Way to blow my Easter. It was a huge insult considering I had just mopped my floor the day before. At least Brooke thought it was fun.