Hop Hop went the Easter Bunny

Aaron and I have come to the realization that Easter chocolate must be doled out as slowly and in as small a quantity as possible if we are going to survive this post-easter-chocolate apocalypse.

It's quite amazing the change that comes over A when he has had some chocolate: the sugar rush is so named for a reason! While we're not a "no sugar" household, we don't lay too heavily on the sugar, so when we do give some to A, the change is noticeable and often drastic! So far, I have gotten it down to one small egg a day, however at this rate, my waistline is not going to thank me for it, as I inevitably nibble on A's chocolate much more liberally than my rules for my son!

Luckily, we were on the Island for most of the weekend, and A was free to run and play; making full use of the beach. All we heard was him going around systematically to each adult in the crowd, asking "Beach? Beach? Beach Please Mummy?". He sounded a bit like those seagulls in Nemo.... Between calls for beach he also screamed out for "More Crabs Mummy!". Our son really likes it outside.

I must tip my hat to my in-laws: they opted for colouring books, bunnies and puzzles as easter gifts for A this year, and it served as a nice counter-point to all the sugar...

I think I am going to try my hand at home-made hot chocolate, or maybe a chicken mole, as I would like to try and use up some of the chocolate so it's not sitting on the top of the fridge staring at me as I walk through the kitchen...

Happy Hop Hop all!