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Christmas, Easter, Hallowe'en are "Let's Go OD on Chocolate" days at la rainette's, and I am pleased to note that my girls have French tastebuds and have become authentic chocolate snobs, just like their parents (awwwwwww!) *g*

Tadpole *hunts for eggs under the couch* Nope, no eggs. There's only the remote control down there.
Husband and rainette: WHAT?

Froglet found out that Husband was the Easter Bunny by smartly putting two and two together:

Froglet: the eggs are the plastic eggs we play with...
rainette: yes?
Froglet: and the chocolate is the chocolate we always buy...
rainette: ... yes?
Froglet: and on Easter Sunday daddy always sends us out and stays behind, and when we come home the Easter Bunny has hidden the eggs.
rainette: ... OK?
Froglet: I don't think the Easter Bunny could hide from daddy, so I think daddy is hiding the eggs.
rainette: Is that really that important?
Froglet: ...
rainette: I mean, as long as there is chocolate? Isn't that the most important? The YUMMY CHOCOLATE?
Froglet *primly* no, it's not the most important.
rainette: Oh, sweetpea!
Froglet: the most important is to have fun.

Point well taken. But I am amused that while Froglet knows about the Easter Bunny, she still worries that the Tooth Fairy (or as we call it in French: la petite souris, the little mouse) will get eaten by our cat.

Now, if Froglet knows that Husband hides the eggs, Tadpole knows that Husband hides the eggs, so Husband has no reason to hide his talents and really went for it this year.

He hid the eggs really really well the second time round (yes, we hide them twice. Why, don't you? Cos hey, what's more fun than eating chocolate eggs, to a five-year-old and a seven-year-old? That's right, looking for them. *grins*), and then he had to help direct the girls to the hiding places.

Husband: OK, they found them all.
rainette: you hid them really well.
Husband: Oh yes, and I made sure I kept track of them. Here. *produces long, detailed list of what is hidden where*
rainette: ... I have no words.
Husband: So what? I don't want to be like a squirrel and lose the loot cos I can't remember where I hid it!

So I suppose this proves that my Husband is smarter than an average squirrel. Not that I had that many doubts in the first place, actually.