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A sweet story, but I wonder—how could you possibly clean out the shell of a pre-decorated raw egg sufficiently to make it safe to refill with other edibles?.How did you safeguard against Salmonella?
This kind of teasing came from my dad who loved to twist fairy tales and embellish stories. Easter was a good time for story-telling. My brother and I looked forward to Easter as soon as Christmas was over.
We didn’t have a lot of commercial decorative stuff when I was small, so we made our own. Every Easter, dad would find the right sized cardboard box. This we would decorate with crepe paper, (remember that?) drawings, ribbons and tulle. Whatever we could find went onto the box to make it attractive to the E. bunny: a nest for the goodies he’d bring! The decorated box would be left in the living room the night before and on Easter morning, it would be filled with things like big chocolate bunnies, fluffy pom-pom chicks, jelly beans and a few small toys. After we went through the bunny box, my brother and I would search the house for coloured hard-boiled eggs — and there was always one in the bathtub plug hole.
Great memories come from such simple things. This year, my grand daughter is old enough to make a bunny box…and I have one, just the right size!
I loved Easter candy, especially the coconut filled dark chocolate eggs (all sizes). Oh man, talk about addiction.
These panels also remind of how I would intentionally say crazy things out of order to my daughter (car wearing clothes, school buses on skates etc.) just to see her reaction and watch her correct me like she was a teacher. O’ it cracked me up. I love these panels, warm and fuzzy. Thanks Lynn.
Argythree almost 10 years ago
Ha! Got you there, Dad!!!
alviebird almost 10 years ago
Why does the bunny hide eggs? He doesn’t want anyone to know he’s been dating chickens.
That joke doesn’t “clean up” very well.
pelican47 almost 10 years ago
RWJAMES,
A sweet story, but I wonder—how could you possibly clean out the shell of a pre-decorated raw egg sufficiently to make it safe to refill with other edibles?.How did you safeguard against Salmonella?
freewaydog almost 10 years ago
Where do you get “Lynn’s Notes” from, anyway? :D
nosirrom almost 10 years ago
Except what she wants to be when she grows up.
poodles27 almost 10 years ago
Face it John, you can’t kid a kid!
kab2rb almost 10 years ago
Your a great parent. My mom would never do that.
MagOctopus almost 10 years ago
Lynn’s Notes:
This kind of teasing came from my dad who loved to twist fairy tales and embellish stories. Easter was a good time for story-telling. My brother and I looked forward to Easter as soon as Christmas was over.
We didn’t have a lot of commercial decorative stuff when I was small, so we made our own. Every Easter, dad would find the right sized cardboard box. This we would decorate with crepe paper, (remember that?) drawings, ribbons and tulle. Whatever we could find went onto the box to make it attractive to the E. bunny: a nest for the goodies he’d bring! The decorated box would be left in the living room the night before and on Easter morning, it would be filled with things like big chocolate bunnies, fluffy pom-pom chicks, jelly beans and a few small toys. After we went through the bunny box, my brother and I would search the house for coloured hard-boiled eggs — and there was always one in the bathtub plug hole.
Great memories come from such simple things. This year, my grand daughter is old enough to make a bunny box…and I have one, just the right size!
westny77 almost 10 years ago
Yes, John. Lizzie is smarter than you are. Get used to it.
Yes John so Lighten up. Your expression in the last panel says it all.
poodles27 almost 10 years ago
Ah, touche’!
barister almost 10 years ago
I loved Easter candy, especially the coconut filled dark chocolate eggs (all sizes). Oh man, talk about addiction.
These panels also remind of how I would intentionally say crazy things out of order to my daughter (car wearing clothes, school buses on skates etc.) just to see her reaction and watch her correct me like she was a teacher. O’ it cracked me up. I love these panels, warm and fuzzy. Thanks Lynn.