My boy's coming back today, and I'd told him the Easter Bunny would visit our house while he was at his dad's house. This means I need to pick up some Hershey's Kisses (one of the few candies he likes — "chocolate with a point on it"), and maybe a Hotwheels car or two. Something that fits in the little plastic eggs I have here. I don't think the kid will eat marshmallow chicks and the more typical Easter basket fare, but I'll find things to make the basket interesting.

God, I can't wait to squoosh that kid.

We spent some time on Friday evening decorating eggs, and he loved it so much I let him take all the eggs to his dad's house. I did make sure R. knew the eggs aren't edible, since they'd been left unrefrigerated for quite a while.

Hey, I'm a nice person.

- Beth