tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856388640050025831.post5204594357800954342..comments2023-11-02T07:27:37.957-05:00Comments on My Neurotic Spot: And Cue the Mission Impossible Music...Chasityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16765925413444313336noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856388640050025831.post-40921270009131180512009-04-17T20:28:00.000-05:002009-04-17T20:28:00.000-05:00The Easter Bunny is 6' tall right? LOLThe Easter Bunny is 6' tall right? LOLMomnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856388640050025831.post-3342031515562438392009-04-17T07:41:00.000-05:002009-04-17T07:41:00.000-05:00Ah, those were the days.
Our Easter bunny put Ch...Ah, those were the days.<br /><br />Our Easter bunny put Chipotle and Starbucks gift cards in the teen's baskets.<br /><br />The 11-year got Pokemon cards with his chocolate.Meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16253518897502046799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856388640050025831.post-81372118464332423682009-04-15T19:59:00.000-05:002009-04-15T19:59:00.000-05:00How funny! At our house the Easter Bunny brings th...How funny! At our house the Easter Bunny brings the baskets, but we do the egg hunt on our own later (he does fill up the eggs though!).Honey Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11459390034138213074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856388640050025831.post-90284165380054871522009-04-13T19:00:00.000-05:002009-04-13T19:00:00.000-05:00Crisis averted - wonderful! Glad it worked out ok...Crisis averted - wonderful! Glad it worked out okay...Mozi Esmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16078786257885681829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7856388640050025831.post-81778058651888291842009-04-13T16:36:00.000-05:002009-04-13T16:36:00.000-05:00You two better start running drills now so you're ...You two better start running drills now so you're prepared for Christmas!<BR/><BR/>My boys went to bed around 9:30 p.m., Saturday, and seriously, my husband wanted to start putting eggs and baskets out at 9:35 p.m., completely forgetting that it's because of his genes I gave birth to the world's lightest sleeping child. I was able to hold him off on his plan until 10 p.m., but even then, every time I heard my oldest's bunkbead creak, I'd shoot a look at my husband and tell him the end of this magical time in life was officially on his head.for a different kind of girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431273646365489225noreply@blogger.com