Yoda eggs and bunny tales

I almost had a major bunny fail today, and that is my bunny tale for the day (as in story, not little furry bunny butt). 

I knew the bunny (THE Bunny) needed to get her tail in gear, but with the recent snowstorms, it just didn't seem like Easter.  It really snuck up on me. 

We don't do a whole big "second Christmas" kind of thing around here.  The main reason for the season is the religious one, but we do enjoy helping out the bunny big time.  Since it's not a
a gift-giving or list making opportunity, if he does ask for something, its fun to make sure it happens.

This year, it was the new plastic eggs shaped as Yoda heads.  Yep, Yoda heads.  He's been a long time Star Wars fan (long time for a 9 year old!), and he found this basket for our annual egg hunt/Easter part this year.

So when he saw Yoda head eggs, he loved them.  Check. Marked it down. Snow #1 put me off schedule, remembered the eggs, snow #2 put me off again, marked it down, remembered, forgot and then....well, round and round I went. 

Today, 3 days prior to the big day, I ran to the store.  You got it: no Yoda heads.

Store #2: No Yoda heads.  She had never heard of Yoda head eggs and thought I was a little nuts (she was very nice, and one day will understand running around like a crazy mom before a holiday to get that one thing your kid asked for....you know, exactly the kind of thing you said you'd never do before you were a mom, cause you know, it's about the spiritual part, not....OK, now I'm just boring myself).

So...store #3, nope, they didn't order any special eggs. 

Store #4, and my day is really waning away like the gibbous moon at this point (and since I learned that, I've really wanted to use that phrase in a sentence). 

Anyway, store #4 and I was getting tired, and thinking the next option was the second WalMart 10 miles north.  And the puppy was home crated and I knew ready for me to be done with all of this yoda head nonsense. 

And there they were.  Not only did I find Yoda heads, but Darth Vader heads too. 

Oh yeah.  This bunny is rockin'.

So when you wonder what kind of house project or DIY thing I did today, nada. Zilch. Zero.

But I did get my exercise.  And we may have eeked out one more year of belief in those things that just seem unbelievable. 

Rockin' I tell ya.