Hoppy Easter

It never fails. Maybelle kills the Easter Bunny on Easter weekend. This year she really outdid herself. She found a nest of five babies in our yard. She scooped three of them out and then "played" with them. Keagan was beside himself when he realized the play was one-sided. He spent an hour outside trying to figure out he would save the last bunny. He finally decided doing nothing for it was cruel, so he used an air soft gun to end its suffering. Then he cried and cried.

Easter morning he was up bright and early seemingly over the loss and eager to see what the Easter Bunny had left him. This year it was earbuds, portable cell phone chargers, candy, and socks.

He is risen. He is risen indeed.