Our Morbid Little Easter Stories

Most of our Easter decorations are sweetly springtime–porcelain, paper, glass and alabaster eggs, pastel candles, and baskets of brightly colored saltwater taffy.

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Cards from friends and children’s crafts decorate our shelves.

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It’s an overall happy little set up, and if we have celebrated Easter with you before, there is something here now to remind us of those happy moments.

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But then, amid the candles and candy, I found these little scenes of wooden animals–bunnies and chicks and such–illustrating one-sentence stories, written by the middle child in this family. We update their stories regularly, so if you have a suggestion, feel free to offer it.

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Peter and Louis admit it: they’re better as friends than they are as lovers.

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Cameron and Camryn love their little baby bunny but also wonder: Are we really cut out for parenthood? And, since we’re bunnies, are we cut out for parenthood 100 more times?

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Were they good friends, or did they just like gossiping about the same people?

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Uncle Ed watches the twins for the first time. His enthusiasm is sweet but doesn’t replace competency.

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“A prophet is never appreciated in his hometown,” complains Bernard. “I think it’s more personal than that,” suggests Thomas. “It’s possible that people just don’t like you.”

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“But Birdie is our friend!” protests Amanda. “And so he would want us to make this hard decision,” counters Eleanor on this, their eight day adrift at sea.

 

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