It’s not all about the chocolate

It’s been a long time coming but finally, this weekend, we celebrate Easter. We are on the four-sleep countdown at the moment and some small people are getting very excited about the visit of the Easter Bunny.

The trouble is, the Easter Bunny may not be aware that we already have a large stash of chocolate eggs in the house and I am a bit worried about the fact that he is going to arrive with tonnes more. You see, aunts and uncles, nanas and granddads and kind friends have been appearing with chocolate eggs for the last week and another deluge of family are set to arrive tomorrow, no doubt laden down with eggs and treats from well-meaning family members. I’m starting to have a chocolate panic (partly because I know I will end up eating most of it and my hips really don’t need any more chocolate at this stage in my life).

So, I am thinking of having a quiet word with Mr Bunny and asking him to consider bringing a nice book or some stickers or some pencils and a colouring book instead of chocolate eggs. I am hoping that a well-planned treasure hunt around the garden with a few eggs dotted here and there, and some non-chocolate treasure thrown in for good measure will go down just as well as a huge pile of Easter eggs.

What do you think? Is Easter all about the chocolate eggs for the kids, or will you be having a quiet word with the Easter Bunny as well?!

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