For those of you that didn’t have a Happy Easter, either because you didn’t celebrate or because the Easter Bunny shat in your basket instead of leaving you eggs, too bad. At least you weren’t these guys (points right –> )

Mine wasn’t that spectacular, at least not for me. As for Little Baby Moo, he had a blast. For starters, he got an incredible Easter Basket. But let’s get serious for a second… how much of it do you think he’ll see with me as his father?

And now, here’s a little story…

The day started off quite fun. The Mrs and I were up around 7:30 after spending the night at her mom’s house. Youknowwho was up around 10 minutes later. The kid doesn’t want to miss any of the show, you know.

We were supposed to be out of the house by around 8:30 so we could meet other family-like people at the church. Of course, at around 8:20, we were still the only ones awake and ready to go. Fun fun fun!

We finally leave and get to the church on time (am I the only one that hears music?). The Lil’ Moo dances to all the praise music and pretends he’s a good baby, the con artist.

After church, we head to faid family-like’s house for dinner, which featured the kid’s favorite: Food. There was ham and some cheesy potatos and some green bean stuff and blahblahblah. He didn’t care, just as long as he can eat it.

He showed off all his neat tricks, like crawling and clapping and clicking his chops. He played with his aunt a lot, beat up his uncle, and bit at least two people.

I love my kid. He smells like macaroni.