Our morning started earlier than usual.
A mix of a certain boy losing his motherfucking shit waiting to cover his entire body in real dairy filled chocolate for the VERY FIRST TIME IN HIS LIFE and daylight savings finishing so 6am became 5am and I don’t freaking care if I didn’t lose an hours sleep IT DAMN WELL FELT LIKE IT.
After managing to hog tie him to his bed to gain a few more minutes of precious peace convince him to lay with us for a while, we let him loose to wake The Damn Emos.
It wasn’t pretty.
Sustaining elixir of the Gods in hand, we ventured out into the crisp morning air for the Annual Easter Egg Hunt.
And subsequent Annual Empty All The Eggs On The Trampoline And Then Jump On Them Until Someone Cries event.
Followed by Eat Chocolate For Breakfast Till The Sugar Rush Hits. My kids are total lightweights with their modest couple of eggs and a cup of tea. The Golden Child and I were totally hardcore with our CocoPops drowned in chocolate milk with choc-chips.
Kids these days… fucking wimpy with their delayed gratification.
And their mocking of my Easter Decorating Awesomeness:
While my family – and various Ring In Emos and The Grandparental Units sat around clutching their bellies and making Mr Potato Head chocolate spud:
I went all 50′s housewife and made lemon scrolls.
OhMyFuckingZombieJesus they were awesome.
The rest of the day was spent in various stages of sugar crash, peppered with Boo wandering around moaning ‘Brains, brains, brrrrrraaaaaaaaiiiiiiins’ while The Damn Emos and MPS played Plants verses Zombies.
My house is now littered with comatose Emos, bright shiny paper and I am hoping like fuck it is chocolate smeared all over the walls and furniture.
Ahh, Zombie Jesus Day.
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