Back.

We're back (physically) from the sunny south.  We are not back mentally or spiritually.

Spent Easter Eve nestled with Dec convincing him that the northeast isn't as rainy/cold/cloudy/unbearable as it feels at this moment.

Then I told him the story of the Great Easter Bunny and tried like heck to answer his Easter questions:

"How does the Easter Bunny talk to you Mommy?" (this, after I told him the Easter Bunny told ME that all children need to be bathed and cozy in bed before their mommies tell them the Great Easter Bunny story).

"How did God get to heaven? Does he take a plane there?  Is it a bumpy plane ride?"

"Will the Easter Bunny know that I want a flag of the state in my Easter Basket and not chocolates?"

The bunny does now.  

What the heck is a flag of the state?