Motherfucker hurts. And I keep gagging on it every time I try to swallow, or, you know, breathe.
On the plus side, I made a big fat banana cream pie for dessert. I knew Dave wouldn't like it, so I won't have to feel guilty (as if!) about eating the whole thing.
We took JD to see the Easter Bunny today. He was delighted to admire him from a distance, but he was pretty adamant that he was *not* lap-sitting for an overpriced photo. He compromised by giving the bunny a high-five. Then he talked about it all afternoon. I taught him how to hunt Easter Eggs yesterday, too. He really digs it. He's a pretty fantastic, funny, talented, adorable kid, if I do say so myself. I love him more than life.
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