That's what I call Easter

I'm sorry. I thought I shared this one last month, but I guess it was one of those times when I had planned to, then just figured I had, then forgot all about it.

Anyway... MIL didn't want to get the kids 'junk food' for Easter. Very thoughtful. They did receive lots of candy and really didn't need to have more. MIL also didn't want to give them 'junk toys'. No problem with me, we have plenty of chalk, bubbles, random plastic things that were once functioning toys and are now puzzles.

Easter morning after church, the girls rush home to see what their grandmother gave them for Easter. MIL had built up the suspense. They were giddy with excitement, almost bouncing in anticipation of the greatness about to be bestowed upon them. Then, they dig into the bag holding their gifts (a plastic shopping bag, of course). And the give a face of dumbfounded shock. It equally matched my own face. As what did they uncover?

Homework!

My excited 2yo and 4yo received school work books. Um... thanks? MIL gave all her grandkids homework books, I later discovered. Hey, when you have a great idea, best to let everyone enjoy it.