Where are my peeps at?!?

Yesterday in our homemade Easter baskets we found these little guys. I guess they are called "Peeps" We thought with a name like that they would be a bit chatty, but they didn't make a sound.

Jen told us they were to eat and they are full of sugary goodness. I couldn't resist and I went in for a bite.
"Hey, did you hear something?" "No, but my butt hurts!" That one never gets old!
Bernardo went for the chicks. Nothin is better than chicks is his motto. He said they were pretty good.
He bit the head right off of this guy. He said he thought chicken tasted different from normal, but they would go fabulously with waffles.
After our feast we were a bit on the hyper side. Running around the apartment hooting it up. It was a good time. Thanks for the peeps and Easter baskets.

Playin' with Easter Eggs

As you can see, we started off with these on our heads. Thats me rockin the sunglasses.  Then, Bernardo made the suggestion to use the eggs as 'fart guards' to keep us from having to smell the noxious fumes coming from my little monkey butt.   Ha, ha isn't he funny.  In the last photo I don't know why Bernardo is wearing a kerchief on his head, or Oreo thinks he can lay and egg, or why Quinten keeps saying "We're from France".  All I do know is I put these pink headphones on to listen to some Pink Floyd, and they simply don't work!  Bernardo suggested I fart so we could all listen to Fog Hat.  What a butthead!

Merry Easter!

When we woke up this morning, there was snow on the ground!  It's a cross between Christmas and Easter out there.  Fortunately the Easter Bunny found us and gave us our presents.  Can you see them.  Cadberry Mini Eggs!!!  We like wearing them on our heads,  don't we look cute?!?  Speaking of cute, did you see the bunny's feet.  I guess he likes carrots so much he had them tattooed on his feet.  Bunnies are weird.....