Easter Spoils

This kid is spoiled.

Not by us, mind you- it's by all of YOU out there in the world, sending her cards and gifts and toys and all kinds of STUFF. In fact, Clio was so wonderfully celebrated this Easter that I need to devote an entire post to the receiving and opening of packages.

They started to roll in around Wednesday, at which point we clued in to the fact that a holiday was coming. Dave didn't want to open anything until Easter itself, so we had to sort of parcel it all out during the day, to avoid overload. We started with the cards, and let me tell you, those were exciting enough to keep her occupied all morning.



Especially when we opened Great Bonnie and Great Granddad's SINGING card, which starts in on "Here comes Peter Cottontail" every time you open it (video coming soon, I promise). Clio thought that was about the coolest thing ever. Can you tell?


On to the packages.

Together with the singing card, Bonnie and Granddad sent this very cool bunny backpack, which Clio put on and took off and put on and took off, and paraded around and around the kitchen island.


(She did not, however, think it was so great to carry plastic eggs around inside the backpack- the concept of the thing as anything other than a wearable toy is lost on her at this point.)

Uncle Brian and Aunt Maud are the greatest offenders when it comes to lavishly spoiling Clio. Towards the end of the day, we dug in to the entire Easter basket they sent along. (As it turns out, we did not provide any kind of easter basket this year, so without this special one, Clio would have had to go without. In fact, we didn't manage to provide much except a meager plastic-egg-hunt with about a dozen eggs (the dollar store was out by the time we went to get them. On Saturday. Go figure))

Clio is a BIG fan of this special bubble blower

(she even managed to blow a few herself. Good thing the soap is non-toxic, as she did eat a bunch of it in the process).

She is perhaps and even bigger fan of this rainbow bunny (it does fall into her A-number-1 category of Babies and Animals, after all),
and has taken great delight in identifying the various colored parts ("purple arm!" etc.)

But perhaps the best part of all is this bunny-head-shaped sidewalk chalk, which she and Daddy put right to use while the Mommy made her way off to an afternoon yoga class.


Despite NO parental effort, Clio had quite a fantastic Easter.

So, thanks Easter Bunn(ies)
(Bok, Bok!)