Our pharmacist in his Easter finest: Another good Easter-tide indication.
(He agreed to a picture when I explained I needed proof that I was not imagining that a giant rabbit was dispensing potions and pills that morning!)
And lavender bunnies all in a row.
(hee hee hee...)
Oh Oh OH!!!!
The little pink chickie...
That Baby Bird is almost as big as Big Bird now!
Or maybe we should call them "Performance Art" Peeps.
This fact is the one drawback when blowing up peeps, at least in one young lad's opinion.
(The "lad" is out of town right now with his wife and in-laws, otherwise he would have been right there with me again blowing up spring time marshmallow critters!)
Once a mother of a son, always the mother of a son...explosion appreciation comes with the territory.
For those who were wondering what the "perfect" card that Gail sent to her younger sister said (roughly from memory):
" You may be another year older..."
"But I'm still your Big Sister"
(Oh how fun it must be to be a big sister, and to taunt your little sister forever!)