“Here comes Peter Cottontail….hoppin down the bunny trail…” The popular Easter song echoes through my mind as I walk through my local grocery store, observing the pastel coloured chocolates, the brightly packaged plastic eggs, and the plethora of bunny-themed paraphernalia littering the aisles. It can only mean one thing: Easter is on its way.
We’ve been on a rampage lately. Not to get the kids to pick up their socks, put the toilet seat down, or call if they’ll be out past ten (just kidding). We’ve resolved to find some healthy snacks. We thought it wouldn’t be a problem. Whoops. I will never forget my first outing to a ‘special event’ when Thomas the Train was in Squamish, and I took my 1 year old to see him. I actually remembered diapers that day, but forgot the snacks. I thought I’d be fine to purchase something. After combing the grounds, I found cotton candy, chips, and mini doughnuts.