Helpful Tips for One and All

When one decides to fill Easter baskets three days before Easter Sunday because one is determined NOT to have an all-nighter, one needs winsome helpers.  

Enter, two boys in a crib.

Also leavening the mood is the discovery, in the pink Easter grass I re-use each year, 

of a Silver stowaway, tucked there in high anticipation by one Susannah Wren (WRONG.  Annie and Susannah read this post and informed me that it was in fact...] Annika Arden.

And poof!  They were done.  As easy as that.

A tip of the hat to my Dad, whose handwritten names were sorely missed on this year's Easter eggs.

(First year I've ever shed tears over butter cream but probably not the last.)