Truth be told, if we put Lucy on the "stand", kid would have no idea what really went on here during Easter. Plausible deniability. Ignorance is bliss. Lucy Bliss.
You really can't subject a two year old to seeing her "Dad Dad" rolling her "Sister" in a blanket while Mommy and Bubba are crying tears of happiness. She doesn't really get tears of happiness and always thinks we're sad and hurt. I'm pretty sure seeing her "Mom Mom" grease a latex glove with butter would have caused an equal amount of confusion.
Hence, nap time was an Easter Miracle.
Pre-nap time, Lucy had what she considers to have been "Easter". And we'll continue to let her think that. She need not know what goes on 'round here behind closed nap time doors.
She knows that she looked stunning on Easter.
She picked out the girliest dress Tar-jay had to offer and was the definition of Bell of the Ball.
She also got a wheel barrel filled with candy. Chuck said it was for the April Candy Harvest. Of course it is.
And that's really it.