Here is the chicken…
Dylan: Where does broccoli come from?
Me: Um… on the ground. Yeah, it grows from the earth. We could probably find a picture of it on the computer so you can see how it grows. (And I can actually confirm my broccoli facts. You never realize how much you don’t know until your toddler hits 3 and starts asking a lot of questions).
Dylan: Where do oranges come from?
Me: They grow on trees.
Dylan: Where does chicken come from?
Me: Chicken? (Very long pause) Honey, are you excited about Easter? The bunny is going to bring you chocolate.
Dylan: But where does chicken come from?
Me: Umm… well.. chickens are animals.
Dylan: Not THOSE kind of chickens. The ones we eat. Where does THAT chicken come from?
Me: (long silence) A farm.
D: Chicken grows on a farm?
Me: Yes. A farm. Now eat some more chicken so you can have some dessert.
And here are the eggs (and other creative head wear from New York City’s 5th Avenue Easter day parade)…
Turns out if you really want to be a celeb (or at least be treated like one), all you have to is don some wild Easter get-up and you will be crushed by photographers at the Easter parade. I had to muscle paparazzi out of the way to get those shots. Of course, once the parade is over, you transform back into a regular ol’ crazy person people try to avoid.
Best part of Easter: After 7 days of a stomach virus, teething, sleeplessness and continual crying, a little bit of my Summer finally reemerged. We really have missed that girl.
I’m feeling a bit nauseous myself now. Not a virus thing. An excessive jelly bean thing.
mama bird notes
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