An Easter Sunday comedy.

When he opened the door to XH this morning, S2 chirped “Happy Easter!”

XH was delighted and overly jovial in his reply. “Happy Easter, bud!!! Hahaha!!!”

S2 asked XH if he was going to cook eggies.

XH’s face dropped. “Has he already had brekky?”

(Sidenote: XH collects at 8am on Sundays. S2 is up at 6. He is always fed before XH picks him up. XH knows this.)

My neighbour, who always does the exchanges with me, told him he’d already eaten a hot cross bun and milk.

XH: “A hot cross bun??? WOW!!! Hahaha!!!”

S2 looked vaguely alarmed. “Where’s Mama?”

I called out from the kitchen “I’m doing dishes, honey, have a great day. I love you.”

XH shouted “Have a happy Easter, guys!!!”

My neighbour shut the door and said “That was really weird”.

End scene.

Happy Easter, DB friends!


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