For a few days after Sam finished his eggs in his Easter basket, he would locate eggs around the house that still had candy in them. It took me maybe four days to figure out that he was finding an orange egg and suspiciously it always had a lone Hershey kiss in it. Finally, I put two and two together and realized that each morning he was refilling it and hiding it, finding the same egg and enjoying the Hershey kiss. We had a talk about how the Easter bunny had returned to it's hole until next year and the eggs had been already been found.
After that little situation was resolved, Sam came to me around ten in the morning and showed me his sparkling clean teeth that he had just brushed. It was a little strange that he had decided to brush his teeth, but I went with it. Later, I went to put some laundry away in our bedroom, and found shiny Hershey kiss wrappers on the floor. I called Sam in and pointed them out. He looked guiltly at them and put them in the trash. Not quite as deceptive as he had hoped, but a step up from when he used to suggest I went "in the other room," but wouldn't tell me why, so that he could sneak candy.
Then we went to my parents house for dinner, third outfits of the day. The once clean children ended up filthy. Vivian thought that she would wear her Minnie Mouse dress costume that she never worse on Halloween. The polyester did not breath well and she eventually got hot even to change.
