Except Zule had to face the cruel environs of target today to get Easter candy.
I just spent 9 hours of my day studying.
Then, I spent one half hour putting individual marshmallow peeps in plastic eggs. I must have some anger issues, b/c I really liked squishing them in to fit. Really, at our house, marshmallow peeps are the target of various atrocities, such as "blender jacuzzi" "microwave death" etc. My daughter is even more ingenious than I at faking their deaths.