The Discovery of Jelly Beans

Easter morning we awoke to a visit from the Easter Bunny. I think by this time Roo was getting used to the idea that this guy was not going away. Then there was the fact that he brought her presents. Maybe this Easter Bunny isn’t so bad after all…

We did our own little Easter egg hunt. She has fun and it was over in about 5 minutes (all videotaped by Daddy of course). One of her eggs was shaped like Elmo, she kept saying “Melmo!” She knew something good was in the egg and shook it vigorously, releasing it’s jelly beans to freedom. She scrambled to grab one and got it into her mouth before I could intercept it. She had a smile on her face as she greedily chewed and before she was even halfway done, was begging for more, with blue colored drool running down her chin. “Mo, mo, mo, mo. Peeez.” We tried to explain to her that we needed to eat breakfast and head to church, but she would have none of it and threw a jelly bean tantrum.

We finally distracted her and got her into the kitchen to eat a whole grain waffle (my attempt to counter balance the candy). Actually, after she got settled onto one of our kitchen stools (she now refuses to use a high chair or booster seat), she was fine and we went about our Easter activities for the day. Up until this time we had, for the most part, avoided giving her candy, cookies or cake, except for special occasions. But she’s no dummy. She knows exactly where the candy is hidden and doesn’t hesitate to ask. I need to find a better hiding place.