How to Teach Young Children About Deceased Loved Ones

Growing up, I always felt very fortunate to have four living Grandparents. At a young age I recognized that I was lucky, so many of my friends had fewer. Even though I lived far away from them, I cherished them and looked forward to every phone call and visit. We were family and there was no other requirement to be loved and accepted. Unfortunately, my own kids aren’t that lucky. The first funeral I ever attended was at age 15- my own father’s. My mother’s was 3.5 years later.

Don’t get me wrong, my children are EXTREMELY blessed with an amazing paternal Grandmother and Grandfather for whom I am eternally grateful. But they are missing out on the other half- on knowing a huge part of who they are and where they came from. The feelings expressed in My Greatest Regret resurface strongly as I reflect on the fact that my parents and children never got the chance to enjoy one another in that unique grandparent/grandchild bond.

I have done my best to teach my children about them, but how do you really do that? Up until recently, I kept it extremely basic. However, when my Grandma died this year, J started to ask some pretty intense questions, and at the ripe age of 4, I found myself explaining things no young child should have to worry about. I wish more than anything he didn’t have to think about death, getting old, Heaven, etc. Yet, in some ways losing his great-grandmother has opened the doors for more honest, meaningful ways for me to teach him about the people who are no longer with us. He seems to “get it” on a level I never would have imagined possible.

There is no possible way for my kids to KNOW their grandparents, but I do as much as I can to teach them ABOUT them. Above all, I strive to ensure they know that their grandparents LOVE them.

Here are some ideas to help teach young ones about family members they never met:

1) Pictures- Children are visual learners, and having a tangible photo helps them to put a face to the person you are talking about. I have a few pictures up in the house and J recently asked to put one in his room. Since they passed away so young, they don’t resemble typical graying grandparents. Instead J knows his maternal grandparents in their stylish 70’s bell bottoms, as young happy-go lucky newlyweds, and proud new parents holding babies that resemble him and his siblings. grandparent articleBut he sees them; he sees the love, the joy, the traits they passed to me and to his brother and sister.


2) Keepsakes- If you are fortunate to have any mementos, share them. I had a little wall hanging from when I was a baby that I added J’s name to when he was born and placed it next to the rocker.  I also had a blanket that my mom had spent an entire year knitting, and it is now the “Grandma Wilma blanket” that we cuddle when we feel sick or sad for comfort. When J was really little, I would say “Grandma Wilma loves you” as I wrapped him in it. I kept little trinkets that they had kept themselves over the years. These are the kinds of things that wouldn’t mean much to anyone else, but to us they trigger memories and mean the world.


3) Traditions- Passing along holiday traditions is a simple way to carry on the memory of loved ones. It is a great time to tell stories and reminisce. Everyday traditions are just as wonderful. In addition to sharing traditional recipes and customs, I find the little things can be even more meaningful. Grandma Wilma used to read me all of the Berenstain Bears books, and guess what? They are J’s favorite now too. Great Grandpa Al used to sing us silly songs, want to hear them? Grandpa Brad used to love seeking out the best viewing spot for 4th of July fireworks, so any time we see fireworks we think of him “oohing and ahhing” at the display. Think of the things that really stand out in your memory, and pass them on.

4) Random Tidbits-  It is the little every day stuff that makes their grandparents real in my kids’ minds. ‘Grandpa Brad loved Spumoni ice-cream’, so we think of him whenever we eat, you guessed it, “Grandpa Brad ice-cream”. ‘Grandma Wilma loved Giraffes’- an easy reminder to share when we go to the zoo or see one in a book.  ‘Grandpa Brad loved sports, he ran super fast, he was a gifted cellist’. ‘These bagels taste like Grandpa Brad’s did’. ‘Grandma Wilma loved pretty flowers and butterflies’. By making it part of every day conversation, they see that we can remember people, that they are still a part of us, and that we don’t always have to feel sad.


*As we were enjoying our ice-cream, unprompted, my 4-year-old said, “When we eat this it shows Grandpa Brad how much we love him”.

5) Special Moments-   You can’t always plan for these kinds of things. Be open and aware, and let them come in. As a young girl I inherited all of my great-grandmother’s costume jewelry. I met her when I was one, and as the story goes, she fell in love with me and left me all of her jewelry. Obviously I didn’t remember her, but I loved playing with all of the trinkets and would proudly tell my friends they were from my Great Grandma. The other day I was going through my mom’s costume jewelry, and J surprised me by sliding up next to me and shrieking with glee as we pulled out her fun collection of pins. pins Later, the babies joined in, happily donning the beaded necklaces.  I never envisioned doing this with them and what was meant to be some nap-time organizing became one of my most special moments so far- reliving my own favorite childhood activity while simultaneously teaching them more about their Grandmother- through teary eyes of course!

So while they will never fully know them, at least they will know some things. Nothing fills my heart more than when J randomly mentions one of his maternal grandparents in conversation.   It means they are now a part of him.

What are some ways that you have taught your children about lost loved ones?

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A Life Changing Trick for Tidying Up

lifechangingtrickI am the perpetual clutter queen. (The first step is admitting there is a problem, right?) So when I heard rave reviews about the book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo, of course I had to read it! It certainly has some fantastic ideas that I would love to implement some day, but its all or nothing approach just isn’t a good fit for me in this phase of life. I am not ready for all, and don’t want to do nothing. So I came up with this solution, and it really has proven to be the most magical trick I have found thus far!

 I have two words for you:  Two Laps.

That’s it. Two Laps.

Seriously, try this. It is the first trick I have found that actually works and I have been able to maintain it for more than a few weeks!


Materials Needed:  A Laundry Basket


1) Start in one room of your house. Put everything in that room away and place anything that doesn’t belong in that room into the basket.  (Example: In the kitchen I put all kitchen items away, and stash the shoe, the toothbrush (don’t ask) and the matchbox car in the basket.)

2) Carry the basket with you to the next room. If any of the items from the previous room belong in this room, put them away. Next, as you did in step one, put everything in the room away and deposit misplaced items into the basket. (Example: Now in the playroom, I take the matchbox car out and put it in the appropriate toy bin. I put away any other stray toys. I place the dirty sock and the empty cup in the basket to put away once I get to their appropriate rooms.)

3) Continue steps one and two in each room of your house.

4) By the time you have circled your house twice, you will have put everything where it belongs.  (The shoe made it into the garage cubby, the toothbrush in the bathroom, the sock in the laundry, the cup in the dishwasher.)

This tip is a huge time saver and the magic is in its simplicity.  If I were to put each stray item in its appropriate locale each time I came across one, I would be exhausted from going up and down the stairs, traipsing all over the house to the point of just giving up or only focusing on one room, leaving the rest for “tomorrow”.

The first time we implemented this strategy it took about 20 minutes. The next day it took less than 10. The third day it took less than 5 and we were done after only 1 lap. Some days are messier than others, but overall getting into the habit of doing this, we have been able to stay on top of the perpetual and inevitable clutter that 5 people living under one roof create.

These are the random itidyingup2tems we found on our third day: a feather duster, a drum stick, ski goggles (it is June), a cooling rack (toddlers and their treasures!), shoes, and a toy train. Imagine what we would find in a weeks’ worth of accumulation!

We do this immediately after the kids go to bed before we lose motivation. Skipping days just means it takes longer the next time as things accumulate. We are more relaxed, more efficient, and more productive in a tidy house. We have also found that the kids play better when their toy room isn’t a giant mess of toys (see here ) and they too are more motivated to put things where they belong when it is in manageable pieces.

Give it a try and let me know how it goes!

I leave you with two more words:

You’re welcome 🙂

Playroom Makeover: Stroller Savvy Edition

Before we had kids, we swore we would not be those people with too many toys. Alas, 4 Christmases, 6 birthday parties, numerous yard sales and countless hand-me-downs later, we are.

When we moved into our new house, we knew the bonus room would be the perfect play space for our kiddos and their friends. We dumped the majority of our toys in there and it quickly became just that…. a dump. The kids would create such a mess (as they should) that it became overwhelming to clean up. Eventually even their play was distracted and disjointed.


With a lot of work, help from our friend Pinterest, and some ingenuity, we have finally created a play space we are excited about. By creating zones and adding in some organization, the kids are able to play more freely and really get into whatever they want to do. It is also far easier to clean up. Our 4-year-old knows exactly where everything goes, and even our little ones are able to identify what goes where. Here are some of our favorite areas:

Reading Nook

We have several comfortable places to read throughout the playroom, but we also wanted to provide a quiet area where the kids can retreat with a book if there is too much hubbub going on elsewhere. When the kids are older we will put fun beaded string curtains up, but they are not safe for the ages of our kiddos at this time.

We created inexpensive bookshelves using plastic gutters. Facing the books forwards is a proven strategy to entice readers. Our oldest has always been an avid book lover, but since installing this in our playroom, the babies have shown greatly increased interest.


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I created these letters using wooden letters, scrapbook paper, and Mod Podge. I am not going to lie, it took a lot longer and was much more stressful than I anticipated. I may have even said a few choice words to old Ms. Mod Podge. However, I am very happy with how they came out, so it was worth it in the end.

Read Sign                         reading

ARt area

Kids need a space to create. We laid down foam pads that will be easier to clean when inevitable spills occur, found this awesome table at a yard sale to enable the kids to sit together comfortably, stocked the above cabinets with paper, crayons, scissors, markers, play dough, paint, etc. (Ideally, this would all be out so they can use it whenever the mood strikes, but since our twins are still in the eat-it, write-on-walls stage, we opted for safety first 🙂  )  Our piece de resistance- a giant chalkboard wall created with chalkboard paint. As you can see, it is a huge hit. Even our teenage cousins loved it when they came to visit!

Art Areachalkboard

Finally, we created a place to display their works of art. We stenciled the word Masterpieces, hung thin wire and attached small clothespins.  


 Imagination Station

We created this dress-up “closet” using an old media center. We gave it new life with a fresh coat of paint, stenciled letters, knocked out a few shelves, and inserted a tension rod. We are debating adding a mirror (fun vs. vanity). The part that says “Imagine” opens to reveal smaller shelves that hold mustaches, necklaces, badges, and eventually princess shoes I imagine. It keeps the dress-up clothes from ending up all over the floor, gives extra life to Halloween costumes, and encourages imagination and dramatic play. Our son will go through several outfits in a matter of minutes- he certainly comes out with some interesting creations at times!



Construction Zone

Filled with trucks, cars, blocks, and a DIY train table (we prefer letting the kids use their imagination to create their own tracks instead of a pre-designed one), children can zoom around to their hearts’ content.

train table


We actually made this for our son’s second birthday party. At the time we got a lot of flak for all the work we put in, yet here it is still going strong two years later!  When it is time to officially retire the barn, it will become something else- a spaceship, pirate ship, castle, house. With a box, paint, and duct tape, the sky’s the limit!


Ball Pit

I had seen people fill baby pools with balls, but wanted something with higher sides to contain my meandering duo. Enter the Pack-n-Play ball pit! It was such a hit, even the four year old climbed in. Now that they are older, they don’t like to be contained for long, so I often put this in the garage as a holding cell when I am loading or unloading the mini-van.


BINS Bins Bins

Bins are a toy organizing savior. They are perfect for storing smaller toys- Legos, balls, puzzles, figurines, etc. The key to keeping them from becoming a receptacle for gathering all randoms is labels. Use both the picture and the word to help non-readers know what goes where.


By leaving the walls neutral and using decals, it is a space that we can adapt as the children grow. Eventually the baby toys will make way for a couch, the train table will become a foosball table, the books in the reading nook more complex, the artwork more intricate. (I already have big plans for a Lego table!)

Our hope is that this room always remains a place of joy, memory making, learning and growth.


I would love to see pics of your favorite playroom spaces as well!



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My Greatest Regret, On Mother’s Day

Even though I am a mother of three and am thankful for my blessings every single day, Mother’s Day isn’t a special day for me. Hearing and seeing the words are like a tiny punch in the gut, every single time. To me, Mother’s Day is a day when I should celebrate my mother. And she isn’t here for me to be able to do that.

I lost my mom when I was 18. Right smack dab in the middle of the “I am a jerk and treat you horribly” stage. I held on to that regret for a very long time. However, now that I am a mother myself I know that she recognized it for what it was- a stage. A natural right of passage,  a college freshman exercising her independence. She knew that I wouldn’t have talked to her like that if I didn’t love her more than anyone else in the world. I was just beginning to come around and then she passed away suddenly. We were robbed of the stage where I get to apologize and grow to become best friends. However, that isn’t my greatest regret.

I marvel at all that I have been through without her here on Earth. Graduating college, working a job I didn’t love (hearing her say “I told you so” every step of the way), getting married, getting pregnant, raising my first child, raising twins, navigating adult life, relationships, and every other little thing along the way. I missed her every single day, but I also accepted that it is what it is and held my head high.

And now, here I am, a mother of three with the greatest regret of all.

While there is nothing I can do to change it, and nothing I could have done differently, my greatest regret is that she isn’t here with her grandchildren. I never would have imagined that now, in my adult life with my own family unit established, I would miss her more than ever. My mother was a woman who lived for family. When my father was dying, the first thing she said to me was “who is going to walk you down the aisle?” She would have adored these children. I can’t give her the gratification of calling her for motherly advice or leaning on her when I need her most. I can’t return the love by letting her love on her grandchildren. My heart shatters whenever I think about how much she would have loved these children. They would have been her world, and she theirs.

I know I am living the life she would have wanted for me, and the best gift I can give her now is to do my darnedest to teach my kids about her and my dad, to shower them with love as they taught me to do, and to embrace every second of my fragile time with them. She wouldn’t want me to be sad today; she would want me to celebrate what she taught me was of utmost importance- family.

I used to just block this day out, treating it as just another day.  However, now I am a mom too and I can’t ignore it. I usually take things in stride, but now it hits me harder than I ever would have imagined. Perhaps I am just overly sentimental because I’m so darn sleep-deprived, but I know that’s not it. As happy and grateful as I am, no matter where I go or what I do, I will always have this mother-sized hole. She will always have been robbed of meeting her grandchildren and they will always wonder why they can’t see her.

This year I will celebrate Mother’s Day. I don’t really like attention; I haven’t celebrated my birthday in years. However, I have three kids who, like me, will want to celebrate their mother. I owe it to them, and I owe it to my mom. We will buy a beautiful hanging plant, the one gift she requested every year, and I will tell my children all about why our “Grandma Wilma plant” is so special. I will remind them of how much she loves them and I will smile, because I know that she would have wanted nothing more than for me to be able to experience the precious gift of motherhood myself.

This Mother’s Day, please do me and everyone else who misses their beloved mothers a favor and take a moment to celebrate the most important mother- your mother.

Mom, I love you. You truly are “the wind beneath my wings.”


Baby Girl, I Messed Up.

I was so excited when I found these adorable Batman shirts for your brothers, envisioning the perfect picture for J’s big boy room. I loved the idea of them matching, of J having a bonding experience with his little brother without having to compete with your natural twin bond.

DSC_0245-001 On vacation, we dressed the boys in their caped costumes and set out for a photo shoot on the beach. After getting some awesome brother shots, I paused mid-snap as you entered the lens, happily chasing  your two real life superheroes in your brightly colored mismatched outfit. That is when It hit me smack dab in the middle of the face.


Where was your cape? Why did I buy the Superman shirt for my nephew-to-be and not for you? Why can’t you  be Superman? Or Batman for that matter? You could wear a tutu or a cute bow with it.  OR NOT!!! What is wrong with me?!


Baby girl, I was always a tomboy. I have fought gender stereotypes for as long as I can remember. I was the one who refused to buy pink for friends’ baby showers. Before I even knew I would be blessed with a little girl I knew in my heart that I would not raise a “girly-girl”.  You would be tough, strong, smart, and beautiful.  I can’t believe how quickly I have let media infiltrate into my brain. Just because I wasn’t in the girls’ section, because it wasn’t pink or frilly, it didn’t even occur to me that you are just as much a superhero as your brothers.

Of course at 17-months, I know you could care less.  You are just as happy playing princesses as you are playing in the dirt. Most of all, you are happiest when you are with your brothers. You are all forming your own bonds in your own ways.  Who am I to intentionally leave you out?

So here you go, baby girl. Your cousin-to-be can have a hand-me-down. Run with your brothers, dig in the mud, splash through the puddles, climb the tall trees, fight evil, spread the love,  and be the superhero that you are. Be whoever you want to be. Don’t let your silly mommy get in the way.


The Perfect Season

I am at the pool and have been holding my breath for 2 hours. No, I am not under water. I have three young kids. AT THE POOL. Enough said.  I glance around at the mothers of older children, relaxing, sun-bathing, reading a good book. My first thought is…LUCKY. My next is… when is the last time I read a book? My third is- I AM NOT READY FOR THAT!

As luxurious as it sounds, lounging on a chair is not what I signed up for in this season of life. My kids are already growing too fast. Since when can Jake jump off the side and paddle across without floaties to me? Why aren’t the babies strapped into their newborn car seats under an umbrella? Where is that pregnant belly that turned my tankini into a bikini? Time truly does fly. Sigh… Alas, this my present reality.

I am in the hold-your-breath, “get down”, “be careful”toddler chasing, boo-boo fixing, story book reading, ever-exploring, constant praying, busy playing,  booger wiping, hand washing, diaper changing, snot sucking, baby-proofing, endless question answering, “stop fighting”, being hung on, being climbed on, imaginary playing, obsession indulging, constant clothes washing, pants peeing, always juggling, not sleeping, being clung to, sucked-clawed-spitup on, clothes folding, sock searching, play group going, accident dodging, spill wiping, mess cleaning, vomit catching, germ fighting, sweet cuddling, always helping, hand holding, leg hiding, tower building, constructing, kite-flying, dirt digging, worm finding, bug collecting, potty talking, always learning, ever-growing, toppling, risk taking, butt wiping, sand eating, “please share”, tantruming, rigid carseat maneuvering, food cutting,  fruit pureeing, swing pushing, constant vigilence, tickle torture, snuggling, bed wetting, nightmare reassuring, belly hurting, food throwing, toy fixing, belly laughing, full-of-wonder, ABC singing, cartoon watching, hold my breath season. And embracing every single second of it before it goes away.

I am exhausted but when the lounging in the chair time comes, I will wish for these days again. Maybe not when there is a pina colada in my hand and I am in the middle of a really good book, but I will. I know I will. Because when I look at newborns I already do.

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Embrace each season as it comes.  No matter where you are in life, it is where you are meant to be.


Celebrate Earth Day Every Day

I don’t know about you, but my son has been excited for Earth Day for weeks. I’m not kidding- the kid lives for holidays and celebrations. We started discussing it right after Easter, wondering what our next holiday was. I told him it was Earth Day and explained what that meant. His immediate response was “Every day should be earth day”. And he is right.  We adapted an Easter craft we were doing to to create these fun Earth Day projects.


Step 1:  Spray shaving cream onto a flat surface.

Step 2:  Drizzle green and blue paint over the shaving cream. Swirl the paint around with a mixing stick (we used a kebab stick.)


Step 3. Cut out circles.

Step 4:  Press the circles onto the painted shaving cream. Gently lift it off.


Step 5: Let it dry for a few minutes, and then squeegee it off. (We used a plastic paint level.)


Step 6:  Write down ways you can help protect the environment.


Getting kids excited about and accustomed to positively impacting the earth at an early age will  increase the likelihood of continually protecting this incredible planet throughout their lives. Trust me, there is nothing better than your kid stopping in the middle of playing, jumping to his feet and declaring “WE HAVE TO SAVE THE EARTH!”


How to Lose a Facebook Friend in 10 Posts


People unknowingly lose friendships over social media. It’s not usually through direct hurtful comments (which as we know are far too easy from behind the “safety” of your screen), but from the incessant over posting and poor etiquette. I am often tempted to un-friend people that I really do like and consider friends because they are annoying on Facebook. Save yourself and your friendships by pausing to consider these most criticized Facebook shares when posting:

1) Bragging

No one likes a boaster. This includes the “humble brag” – a fault most of us have without realizing it.  “I am so selfless I donate tons of money to charity”. (A- if it was totally selfless, you wouldn’t feel the need to tell everyone.  B- you just bragged about your finances.) Other exaggerated examples include “It is so hard having such a perfect child”. “The weather really sucked on our luxurious tropical vacation”.    In general, if you are posting in order to get “likes” or recognition, it is probably best kept to  yourself.

2) Over Sharing

While I absolutely love seeing what friends and family scattered across the country are up to, there is a line. People feel the need to post EVERYTHING. In doing so, I feel like I know far too much about your personal life. I know what you are doing on your vacation, how you look in a bikini,  why you are fighting with your spouse, your son’s baseball stats, and random inside jokes between you and one other person. Share key events, important moments, or favorite photos, but please not all day every day!

3) Food Photos

We REALLY don’t need to know what you had for dinner. Really. There is nothing more annoying than a photo of a beautiful meal with hashtags about it’s awesomeness with NO RECIPE. If you must post food pictures, have the decency to help us taste it too- either by including the recipe or hand delivering it by 7pm.

4) Too Many Kid Pics

Kids. They are all adorable, and say the darndest things. Try to share glimpses of their personalities, so we can know them.  However, on the same token,  most of us log on for a break, not the angst of seeing your little brat love throw another tantrum. Also, to be infinitely clear, no one needs to see a picture of their poop. Ever.  Refer back to #2-  some people post so many pics of their kids that I forget I haven’t seen them in awhile. When we do come face to face I am shocked when they regard me as a stranger.

5) Negativity

I really hope I don’t have to explain this one.  There is enough negativity in the world. Spreading it around doesn’t help.

6) Workout Pictures

Occasional posts if focused on motivating others are okay, but please refrain from daily mileage updates or videos of you working out. Unless it is a great pic, accomplishment, or story from a fun race or event, no one really cares. There are special interest FB groups if you find that form of accountability helps you.

7) Self/Business Promotion

With all due respect for your business ventures, if a person hasn’t shown interest in your at-home sales product, then guess what? They aren’t interested!  If they didn’t  buy something at your first three parties, they aren’t going to at the next. Don’t add them to parties unsolicited. While a great tool for marketing, don’t oversell.

8)  Agenda

Whether you are pro-life, pro-breastfeeding, pro-vaccinations, anti-meat, anti-sports, politically one-sided,  etc., keep your plight to a minimum. We all have our own views, and while certain articles are great to be shared occasionally, please don’t shove it in everyone’s face all the time.

9) Ambiguous posts

“I am so upset” or “I have such great news!”  Obviously you are just seeking attention. If you are upset and need advice, start with your closest friends. If you really need the help of FB, then don’t string them along, cut to the chase so we can actually offer some help or support.

10) Linking all of your accounts together

Use your various social mediums for different things. If you have them linked up, your Instagram photo is already posted to Facebook, so there is no need to clog newsfeeds with an additional post about the same thing. Don’t bombard your followers with sharing the same thing over and over again.


This isn’t a post per se, therefore I didn’t include it in the list of 10. However, it is equally important. It is very annoying to find out that people read your posts and can’t be bothered to respond with so much as a “like”. Why should you know what is going on with everyone else without ever sharing anything about yourself or at least engaging in the most basic means of interaction?

Before posting, stop and ask yourself these questions: What is my purpose for this post? If someone else posted this would I “like” it? Will this brighten someone’s day? Is this a moment I want to remember and share? Is this better kept between family? Would this serve better as a private message to a friend? Is this hurtful or insulting? Will this create turmoil?

Perhaps if more people start following these guidelines, our feeds will be less clogged, allowing more time to get to the important things in life- cherishing those relationships that matter most.

Share this post if you know anyone who is guilty of any of the above! No need to mention names- I am pretty sure we are all guilty at times!

how to lose a fb friend in 10 poasts

Children’s Fitness Easter Egg Hunt

Although Let’s Eggercise can easily be adapted for children, here is a cutesy rhyming version to get them engaged and egghausted.

Here it is, sweet and simple:

Print the rhyme below, cut each couplet below the dashed line into strips, place the strips inside the eggs, hide the eggs in your yard.

Start off by reading these first three stanzas aloud to set the challenge.


The Easter Bunny is very wise,                                                                                                                                      He knows to stay healthy he must exercise.

So join him on this hunt for eggs,                                                                                                                                Let’s run and jump and stretch our legs.

Hop to the first egg and do as you’re told.                                                                                                              Open the egg and uncrease the fold.                                                                                                                 ————————————————————————————————————————————

Cut up the following ideas (or use your own) and place one inside each egg.


My ears are long and like to flop.                                                                                                                                 Stand on one leg, and do 5 hops.

My feet are very big and long.                                                                                                                                        Do a dance and sing a song.

My coat is very soft and furry.                                                                                                                                       Run as fast as you can. Hurry hurry!

I have a bushy white cotton tail.                                                                                                                                     Pretend to swim away from a whale.

I have white fur on my back.                                                                                                                                          Do 10 super jumping jacks.

I have a pink, twitchy nose.                                                                                                                                        Reach up to the sky, then touch your toes.

On my cheeks you will find whiskers.                                                                                                                        Lay on your back and make your legs do scissors.

I can use my teeth to saw a log.                                                                                                                                    Squat down low, do 5 hops like a frog

It doesn’t matter where you are,                                                                                                                                 For 30 seconds, jump like a star.

I carry my basket on my hip.                                                                                                                                           When you go to your next egg, be sure to skip!

because the easter bunny said so

You could always conclude with a game of Easter Bunny Says.

Share photos or exercises you create! Be sure to #strollersavvypinchallenge