Confessional: Bunny poop edition.

I very much miss the way Easter was when I was a child. The easter bunny would leave our baskets by our bed, so when we woke up in the morning we only needed to reach a hand down to consume candy.

My parents used hide plastic eggs out in the yard with money inside. Usually coins but sometimes bills!

I’m going to buy some egg dye on sale the day after Easter, so I can dye the hard boiled eggs I eat on a daily basis when I am on Weight Watchers. (only the whites, pure protein.)