The girls and I had such a wonderful treat when we arrived home yesterday. Sitting on our bench by the front door was a gift from a church bunny. The girls will be baking cupcakes on Saturday and blowing bubbles while they bake. A balloon was attached and Lydda has taken it as her very own. She wanted to sleep with it, but thankfully after it dried off, it gently floated to the ceiling out of her reach.
Look at our goodies. The bag is precious! The poem was adorable too. Here it is in case one of you wanted to start "egging" people from your church.
"A quiet church bunny has decided to drop this off just for you. He made this nice simple treat, because everyone loves something sweet. Now it's up to you to spread the cheer to another church bunny that you hold dear. So go and "egg" someone new. It's just something that is fun to do! Do it quickly, don't take a while. Pass along an Easter smile!" I KNOW! I was very giggly as I read it too.
Then it was my turn to "egg" someone. I quickly picked the family that I wanted to egg, and we went shopping today. Before I begin, I will let you in on a secret about me. I obsess about things. I don't know when to stop. Eric looked at me with his, "We don't have $50 to spend on this" look. I really restrained myself. I wanted to take out my stamping sets and decorate the poem sheet, but I shook my head and showed some restraint. I only spent a little time in the T@rget dollar section and then went to the checkout stand. Here is my attempt at "egging."
I got a $1.99 bag and spruced it up with an egg.
Everyone has red and white paint laying around to make a pink egg. Right?
Of course you do!
I picked up some gardening things for the girls. I happened to have some never opened rub-on lettering in my craft drawer. I was so excited to rip open the packaging.
They each got a pack of flower seeds, a spade, and bubbles.
I then put everything in the bag. I added the cake mix and frosting.
I'm now obsessing about when to leave it at the people's house. I want it to be a surprise, but the mom doesn't work. What do I do? Ahhhh!!
I'll figure it out.
What did the little two year old into everything do?
Sticker mania!!!! I had to give her something to do.
I wasn't about to let her paint on a Tuesday night right before dinner.
She really wanted all of my rub-on letters too. That wasn't going to happen either.