Soooooo...for some weird reason our cabin has a locking external doorknob on the living room door. Logically, the Easter Bunny chose to utilize that unusual feature and put the Easter baskets in that room and lock that door so no little boys would sneak out of bed in the middle of the night, before Mommy and Daddy were awake to see their reactions to their baskets. At this point, Id also like to mention two very distinct constants in our household: 1) The keys to the living room door are kept on a key chain (with the magnetic key to the childproof kitchen cabinet locks and a purple elephant Oakland Zoo key) which hangs from a hook with the pots and pans from a rack on the CEILING above the kitchen sink. 2) My children do not get out of bed quietly. Ever. Its like waking every morning to the sounds of a panicked heard of elephants. Until today. Obviously the Easter Bunny underestimated the pure evil genius of the Milligan children, because Ryan Milligan and I were woken at 5:00 this morning to Charlies voice from the other end of the cabin: OH WOW!!! LOOK JAMES!! EASTER BUNNY ATE HIS CARROT!! AND LOOK JAMES!!! WEVE BEEN *REALLY* GOOD BOYS!!! LOOK AT ALL THE CANDY Followed by the distinctive sound of jumping up and down and JD squealing, laughing and repeating Oh wow!! Oh wow!! So we drag ourselves out of bed and on the way to the living room we took note of the half-hazard stack of furniture and toys in front of the kitchen sink. Keys are gone from their hook. On. the. ceiling. As we approach the living room we find the keys still hanging from the doorknob. The boys are at the table with ALL THREE easter baskets dumped in a heap, spread out in front of them while they divvy up their loot. Charlie was sorting jellybeans into James new Elmo cup. James was playing with Evies new rattle and shoving chocolates in his mouth. Its so amazing, were not even mad! For the first time in their entire lives, the boys had gotten up quietly (like friggin ninjas!!). They had worked together to accomplish a common goal...even if it was to risk breaking their necks to get a key off the CEILING. They actually managed to utilize that key to open a real lock too. Then, when faced with three obviously person-specific baskets of treats, chose to combine their riches and share. Usually its Mine! Dont touch MY basket! Eat YOUR own jellybeans.... Its been a weird morning full of strange and hilarious firsts...And now I need to figure out a safer place for that keychain.
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 14:40:35 +0000
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