For every holiday (Halloween, Christmas, Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, Easter, Memorial Day...you get the idea) my dad and stepmom send the kids a box of "treats." In the past, the box has included umbrellas with whistles attached to them, cheerleader megaphones, microphones, tambourines and foot long marshmallow sticks. Chris and I began pilfering through the box before letting the kids open it - we felt like wardens at a prison. I am quite sure that I have done something in life to make my father hate me. Well, the Easter 09 box arrived this week...two movies for the girls, clothes for them and Quinn, office supplies (the girls adore them), books, rubber duckies and a million lollipops and chocolate bunnies. Quinn preferred the box that it all came in.