1) Cole wakes me up to show me my Easter basket.

2) Mommy, Grandma, and Cole show me how to hunt for Easter eggs.
3) I open each egg as I find it to check for chocolates and eat them.

4) I devour Easter basket candies on the kitchen floor.

During the rest of the weekend I visited with Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Kenny, and lots of cousins. Grandma took us swimming at her pool. I watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory several times. I colored pictures, played with play dough, and blew bubbles. I bragged about my potty skills. I also bonked my head on the dinner table, had my face scraped up pretty bad by a bunny ring, and fell off the couch landing head first in Grandma's big tree decoration. I guess band aids and ice also go well with Easter weekend.
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