NO EASTER BUNNY

So, the night before Easter I put Tyler and Grace in my bed to watch a movie before they went to sleep. They asked for chocolate milk, so I gave them each a sippie of chocolate milk. Brian and I went downstairs to watch T.V. A little while later I came upstairs to put the kids to bed and found the BIGGEST chocolate milk mess ever. They had gotten into a chocolate milk fight, spitting chocolate milk at each other, and all over my room and bathroom.

Well, the next morning I heard the kids wake up so excited to go out and see what the Easter Bunny had brought them. Tyler was so giddy, saying, "I hope he brought me this, or that." Grace had tiptoed out and peeked around the corner to the living room and came running back, yelling, "He came. He came." I kind of cringed in bed, feeling guilty, but knowing I had to teach them a lesson. Tough love is tough on Mommy!

They finally came running into my room, asking if we could go out and see what the Easter Bunny had brought. I told them they had to wait for the baby to wake up. Well, with all their excitement Elsie was up quickly. They lined up and went running into the living room. They ran Elsie over to her Easter basket and excitedly showed her what the Easter Bunny had brought her. Then they looked around. Their baskets weren't there. "Where are ours?", they asked. "Hmm, the Easter Bunny must not have brought you one for being naughty," I replied. "Look," I said, pointing to a piece of paper on the couch. "It looks like he left you a note."

The note was from the Easter Bunny, telling them how disappointed he was was, and that such behavior was unacceptable. He said he'd finish his route and then stop back by, and that they had better quickly clean their room and toy room, and be very obedient to their mom and dad. They didn't seemed shocked, there were no tears. They helped their baby sister look through her loot, and then they got to work. My house was quickly cleaned up. They help set the table for breakfast. Got showered and ready without a fuss, and were pleased to find their baskets waiting for them later in the day.

I hope a good lesson was learned. Come December I think the "Santa won't bring you anything" threat might hold a little more weight.