We got some fun things for her Easter basket that used to by mine when I was little.
The foam letters for the bath tub were the only things of interest.
Ugh, what I am supposed to do with this? (She later discovered that it was great for holding trucks)
I had high hopes for an egg hunt, Charlee had other plans. A lack of nap and cranky attitude aren't ideal for an egg hunt.
"Are we done yet?"
Once she saw that there was food in the eggs, it got a little better.
But only the eggs with raisins. I made the mistake of putting rice chex in some. Not cool, mom, not cool.
"Seriously, are we done yet?"
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