I think this is the last little Easter vignette around the house. I put the little yellow peep under glass to keep the dust off. :-) When my Grandson was 2 yrs. old, he and his Sister got some peeps in their Easter baskets. He loved to see birds - actually any kind of wildlife outside. He decided his peeps were his pet birds, and not to be eaten. He would carry them around where ever he went, put them beside him where ever he was playing, and take care of them. He happened to walk in the kitchen just as his Mom popped a peep in her mouth, and he was devastated and yell at her to not eat the little bird. Later when he was in bed, or distracted doing something else, she took his peeps and hid them, and he never asked for them again - guess he forgot about them. :-) He is a few years older now, still loves the wildlife, but thinks it is ok to eat the marshmallow peeps. :-)
Weather great today, so took a long walk around the neighborhood and admired the pretty flowers.
My Grandmother had these flowers, and we used to call them "Snowball Bushes" - don't know what the real name is - just think they are so pretty. This bush is huge.
Ham bone soup and it was good!
Hope everyone has a great evening