Day One Hundred Fourteen - "Ms. Unhappy Camper"
Woke up, went to church, came home and, for the nineteenth year, hunted for my easter basket! Yes, it appears I haven't quite outgrown the tradition, though someone in my family has.. Katy had the whole day to find her basket of goodies and.. well... it never happened.
So I set up my stuff where I knew hers was, and after a little coaxing, yelling, swearing, hitting, complaining.. she finally found it!