ImarriedGrumpy
AKA Miss lady who isn't my mommy
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Growing up, we'd go to church for the Easter service, and then when we got home, the Easter bunny still hadn't been there, so my dad would take all us kids out in the car and go look for the bunny. I remember several times when dad would say "Hey! I think I see the Easter bunny over there! Look across the river!" and we'd all look, and one of us would say "I see him! I see the Easter bunny!", and we were honestly convinced that we had seen the bunny. After a little while of this, we'd realize that we're seeing the bunny closer and closer to our home, so we'd race to our house and see if we could catch him there.
We'd bolt in the door, see trails of jelly beans everywhere, and my mom would say "You just missed the Easter bunny! I tried to get him to stay, but he had to go on to another family's home." At the start of each jelly bean trail was an egg with someone's name on it. We'd each find our egg, then follow that jelly bean trail (collecting jelly beans as we went) until it ended. Our easter basket would be hidden somewhere around where the trail ended. After we each found our baskets, we'd then go hunt for eggs around the house.
We kept this up until the youngest figured out what was up...
We'd bolt in the door, see trails of jelly beans everywhere, and my mom would say "You just missed the Easter bunny! I tried to get him to stay, but he had to go on to another family's home." At the start of each jelly bean trail was an egg with someone's name on it. We'd each find our egg, then follow that jelly bean trail (collecting jelly beans as we went) until it ended. Our easter basket would be hidden somewhere around where the trail ended. After we each found our baskets, we'd then go hunt for eggs around the house.
We kept this up until the youngest figured out what was up...
