I’m a normal mom, really

Easter has come and gone and I am relieved to confess that I am finally turning into a regular mom.

As you may have read in the “About Sandy” section (or will now if you’re so inclined), I am the proud daughter of the leader (at least  in my mind) of the nutty-crunchy parade of Southern California circa 1970’s-ish.  However it happened, I am a duplicate of her in some of those “crunchy” ways.

Until now, I have whispered to our local Easter Bunny to surprise our kiddos with healthy holiday treats – my husband is really such a good sport.

This Easter, however, I joined the club of normal people who enjoy watching my kids chow on jelly beans and chocolate eggs.  And more importantly, I’ll admit it’s way more fun to secretly munch from an Easter basket filled with sugary treats than it is from a basket full of lollipops colored by elderberries and all-natural yogurt-covered raisins.

Don’t get me wrong, I still love all those things (again, husband a hero), but for Easter 2009 my family became “normal” for the holidays.