I mustache you a question
I knew a family photo was imminent when I saw the packets of peel-n-stick mustaches in the checkout line. And how do you get nine little (some not-so-little) imps to stand for a photo? Promise them an Easter egg hunt. Everyone cooperated, though the bunny protested just a bit.
After we frantically photographed their furry lips we yelled “Ready-set-go!” and off they went scavenging for colorful plastic eggs filled with M&Ms and chocolate bunnies. And the rest of the evening went by in a loud and sensational, sugar-induced euphoria that included reruns of Duck Dynasty, Nanny’s birthday cake and the conclusion of The Bible on History.
And now … the question I mustache you — How was YOUR Easter?