
When we got to Grandpa and Grandma's house, Grandpa was telling the grandkids that he woke up in the morning and went outside and saw all these eggs in his backyard and they were left by the Easter bunny. Well..... Brian just had to take it one step further and he started telling the little grandkids that when Grandpa went outside the Easter bunny was still there so Grandpa shot it and that is what we were eating for dinner. When the ham came out of the oven he told Lauren that was the Easter bunny. All night Lauren told everyone we were eating the Easter bunny and that we probably would not have Easter next year because there was no more Easter bunny. (I'm pretty sure that might qualify him for worst Dad of the year.)