my daughter is peacefully asleep in my bed and I'm about to hide the Easter booty. Rest assured, I've got all the best treats & when she wakes up in the morning, she'll have a blast scouting it all out to collect into her basket.
Just this afternoon I had her retrieve her cherished Easter basket out of the storage closet, it's been hers for so many years that I forget now exactly how old it is. Regretfully my parents left me with no family traditions, we've got them today in abundance, happily.
A large Sponge Bob solid chocolate, milk & Swiss chocolate eggs, cadbury eggs, whoppers and more all need to be hidden still and a detailed, fun map made to make this a real adventure.
Earlier today I got her all set up at the kitchen table, dyeing & decorating real eggs. We have so much fun as a family, and I love that she's so comfortable at home that she is free to be herself and enjoy life's simple pleasures.
Rascals was fun, (although I must admit to being very drained lately) took me some time to find who and what I wanted to do. Then I got my hands on him, put a leather hood on his head and played mean on his body till I broke a sweat and he did as well, next cuddling him up and making him feel all better. Must have done a really good job soothing things better for him, because half an hour later he was massaging me whilst I lay naked on a table moaning and unable to move in exquisite delight. Oh did he ever please me.
Time to finish hiding the remaining chocolates, at least a dozen have gone into my mouth during the typing of this post.
Happy Easter everyone.
Jennifer ... Vancouver's Sex Educator, Sexuality Coach and Activist. The content of this blog is not suited for those under the age of 18. What you'll find here is a written account of my personal journey in sex positive culture both personally and professionally.
