In terms of Easter, fortunately for me my son is now 17 and so no longer requires elaborate tricks to convince him the Easter Bunny makes his way to our place - wherever we are - to deliver Easter eggs on Easter Sunday morning. And ditto, Christmas and Santa!

Because I can tell you, I'm over being caught out at my hijinks by someone who is only knee-high to a grasshopper, self-righteously accusing me of duping him and demanding an explanation. 'But i saw you last night throwing those eggs out for us to find this morning. It wasn't the Easter Bunny at all! I reckon you're the Easter Bunny!' 'No I am not! The Easter Bunny ran out of time and asked me to set up the Easter egg hunt for him instead!' Or, 'How is it that Santa writes the same as you? I reckon you're Santa!' 'No I am not! Because Santa can do anything, including write like me!' And the next year, when I wrote in my opposite hand, 'Why does Santa write worse than me now? I reckon it's you trying to trick me and you're Santa!' 'No I am not! It was very hot for Santa last night and he was tired!' Years of this to keep that pesky Bunny and Santa alive and well!

But as I pass my eye to those pretty Easter decorations above I sort of miss that pesky bunny's existence. So it's pleasing to see him easily made, sitting atop those boxes and gracing our cards. And for you, enjoy our lovely sheet of paper to make Easter bits, or anything you want, really. And if you're still having to keep that Easter Bunny alive, have your answers ready. Because sure as Easter eggs, one day you'll be caught on the hop just like me! 

Until next time,

Julia