He was so excited, showing Ryan and me all his stuff. He just shook his head and said, "That Easter Bunny." He found another basket on the front porch from Megan. When we put him to bed last night, he asked, "Mom, do you get presents from the Easter Bunny?" I explained that it was mostly just for kids and that was okay, but he didn't want me or anyone else in the fam to go without. He sat up in bed, clasped his hands in prayer and looked to the sky: "Easter Bunny? Please bring some presents for my mom and my dad and Booker. Please? Please and thank you. XO XO Macauley." That Bunny! That bunny was able to scrape up (possibly around our house?) an unopened box of movie theatre Butterfingers for Mom, a Dove chocolate bunny for Dad and a chew bone for Booker to fill this last minute request. Wouldn't want a stout believer to think his earnest wishes go unheard or unanswered by the magical hare.
We had Easter lunch at Ryan's aunt Amy's today and our assignment was rolls. As Macauley and I watched them rise this morning, we thought they looked more like buns. He he.