BEST. DAY. EVER.

RJ @MEANT2DAD
Apr 5, 2015
4 min read

EASTER. Simply put, BEST. DAY. EVER. (Christmas is tied for first too.) Some hi-lights of our East Sunday:

1. Jesus is Risen! He is risen indeed! Mass went off without a hitch! With Easter always seems to come peace. I cannot say the same foe our previous day's picture with the bunny. As evident, that didn't go so well. So happens, that picture has become my most liked Facebook post ever. JMan wasn't feeling well, Boo was coecred into restraining Squish. Squish, who did wonderful and sat on Bunny's lap last year, took one look at our furry friend and nearly stiff-body panicked his way out of his outfit. Bunny even looked defeated, feet turned in, drooping ears, hands dejectedly resting on his lap. I swear I heard the Bunny say, "You can all take a lollipop and go if you need to..." Thank goodness for Bunny Fastpass. $3.95 extra so we don't have to stand around for 2 hours? Sign me up! We captured this range of emotion in approximately 2 minutes!

2. Squish discovered chocolate. We're in dire trouble. After I had scooted off to pinch hit assist with 8:30am Mass, and I was blessed to play with our church's LIFETeen band, while Stephi was a'showerin', Squish found that eggs had been strategically placed around our house, and they were filled with, *gasp* chocolate! #BEST. DAY. EVER. Chocolate smears and wrappers galore. Sugar rush... engage! He grabbed his sandals, couldn't even wait to get dressed. He had to go, go, GO!

3. The Easter Bunny came, hid 30 eggs filled with straight chocolate. He tweeted me, "I came. Hid 29 eggs. Will not tweet you their locations. Try peeling the carrots next year." I thought to myself, Bunny is ticked at us from yesterday's photo excursion. Simultanesouly thought Buns is sure lucky he even got a carrot this year, considering we have JMan kind of under the weather, wifey's a bit under the weather, and we offered to host dinner at our house. Bunny also left these really neat Hawkeye mini-bow and soft arrows for Boo and JMan, and a Goofy plush for the Squish, so he atoned for his cranky tweet.

4. Our boys L.O.V.E. love chocolate. Squish was obviously off to the races early, and about 14 Hershey Kisses and a pack of M&M's later, his little self and his toy cars were zooming around like they were on some Nitrous boost. Our rule in the house for Easter and Christmas is that the candy/treats daily quota is temporarily rescinded. Sugar in the morning, sugar in the noontime. Sugar in the evening, sugar before bedtime... woah! Wait, OK, rule back into effect at 6pm. You know that old expression, "They were bouncing off the walls?" Well at naptime, ours literally were. Feet, hands, arms, legs, little bottoms bouncing off the walls.

Our family would have failed the amusment park "keep your bodily parts inside the vehicle" warning. We just sat and smiled. An hour later they all crashed. Peace. Quiet. Bliss.

5. So, dinner was at our house. We went all out. Check out our table setting, complete with Bishop's hat napkin fold! Yes, I'm a nerd about napkins! Hey the nice ones come out, what? Twice or three times a year? Then the napkins are cleaned and promptly return to the hall linen closet to gather dust bunnies until Thanksgiving. Boys were excited, their little table went Easter party!

6. And no, dinner wasn't catered! In fact, we informed our visiting family that if you stepped on something it was most likely a peppercorn. Stephi had the most briliant idea to make this great beef tenderloin with a peppercorn crumble style crust. It was so delicious, however, the recipe called for crushing the peppercorns. We only had peppercorns in a grinder. A hand grinder. It called for a whole handgrinder full of peppercorns. About 15 minutes into it she walks over, hands me the grinder and says, "Can you take a turn?" I get up, walk the grinder back to the kitchen, pop the top off, and say "There, now you can grind and crush them all at once!" Use a rolling pin! Genius! Hubby saves the day!

Well, that was until she used wax paper to grind on. Less than one minute later, you can kind of see the result. Peppercorns meet floor. Scatter and multiply. I sweetly suggest while grabbing the broom, I'll sweep them on a plate and we can put it back in the mix. Five second rule! Genius! <<<<STERN LOOK FROM WIFEY.>>>> "You don't know what's been on that floor. We are so not doing that. We have to eat this beef." I know what's been on that floor. Our feet. Our children. C'mon! Five second rule! Dinner was fabulous with Ham, Peppercorn Beef Tenderloin, mashed p's, veggies, rolls... Mmmm...