Today Wesley and I spent our lunch hour shopping at Target for the kids' Easter baskets. I thoughtfully picked out just the right candy, cute plastic eggs, and metal pails with their favorite characters. Of course Wesley helped, if you call grumbling, sighing, and tapping your foot helping. Anyway, I took the candy inside work to make sure it didn't melt in the car, and I put all the bags on the floor of the backseat, and I picked up the kids. I always leave Trevor and Victoria in the backseat when I get the baby, and nothing eventful usually happens...usually. Well, after being gone for approximately 5 minutes to get Sophie, I come back to a car strewn with Target bags, candy, and gifts. Trevor had a chocolate mouth, and Victoria was holding the Hello Kitty stuffed animal I'd gotten for Sophie. She'd already seen the Alvin and the Chipmunks dvd we'd gotten her as well. Since she saw her gift, Wesley went ahead and gave Trevor the Phnneaus and Ferb game we got him. So, here we are a few days before Easter, and the surprise is already ruined. We are going to the beach, though, so the holiday can still be salvaged. By the way, it was Victoria who dug into the bags. Shocker.