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| The boys started their Easter egg hunt early Easter morning. The bunny left a trail of anal-retentively (is that a word?) color-coded eggs for each boy, leading to their pile of "loot." Jack got a new bike and Griffin got a baseball hitting machine that, as we learned later, taught him some choice phrases. |
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| We managed to get the boys in something other than a jersey and sports pants for church. However, in the middle of a quiet prayer moment, Griffin decided to fill the silence with, "Hey, batter batter batter; s-a-wiiiing, batter!" Later, we realized he picked it up from his new baseball machine. |
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| Jack came up with a new use for his Easter basket. He couldn't decide if he wanted it to be a helmet or a marching band leader hat. Guess what Daddy suggested? |
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| Naturally, #2 had to do the same thing his older brother did. They discovered it was difficult to hunt eggs with their helmets on, though, and quickly filled them. |
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