What Do You Believe This Easter

I did my usual for Easter this year. I left it till the last minute, after having discussions with Grumpy Pants about what to get the kids for Easter; something that isn’t chocolate, and him saying “do they need more of that shit” and me saying “well, you think of…

If only chocolate could fix it …

Ah, Easter Sunday, where I am up at some stupid hour starting with the figure 4, getting caught by the six year old as I’m trying excruciatingly hard not to make any noise (damn floorboards!) and attempting to hide behind a door. Wander out into dark, as even the sun…