When Munchkin woke up this morning and had her fill of breastmilk (a toddler’s version of a steaming cup of joe), I reminded her that the Easter Bunny was supposed to come last night. “PRESENTS?!” was her reply. She ran out to the living room and discovered a small basket of goodies, eyes wide with awe. Her loot included sidewalk chalk, colored pencils, hair clips, and a little stuffed lamb.
“SHEEP! SHEEP! SHEEEEEEEP!”
Yeah, okay. It’s a sheep.
After church, we set her to work with her colored pencils, which she seems to like better than crayons. At any rate, it stopped her maniacal proclamations of SHEEP!
I wonder what it’s supposed to be? Rainbow barf?