Mar 222012
 

[I have not decided on the theme for this year’s Easter pictures yet, but here are last year’s again.]

We stopped at Goodwill beforehand to snag a plain white buttondown and some dress slacks (which turned out to be a womens pair) for Blake. I found some paisley piece of shit thing that we attempted to use as an ascot. Too bad none of us knew how to tie an ascot.

Immediately after walking into Goodwill, Henry was accosted by some older man (older even than Henry, if you can fathom). Apparently, they knew each other. Their discourse was not interesting enough to massage my eavesdropping gene, so I very huffily scoured the racks on my own.

“Who is that man Daddy’s talking to?” I asked Chooch, who was bouncing back and forth between me and the conversating rejects.

“I don’t know, Outrageous, I think.”

Turns out it was Regis, whoever the fuck that is.

I decided we should take some “safe” pictures at the cemetery before introducing the blood and bones into the mix, just so I’d have something to show one of the boss-types at work, who has no idea what actually goes on around here.

We then went to my grandma’s for the action shots, because, well, it’s gloomy as shit back there now. I had major anxiety being there, though, since my Aunt Sharon is crazy-weird about people stopping by. We parked the car in the upper driveway and prayed for the best, trying to stay as far away from the actual house as possible.

“Try not to get any on my undershirt,” Blake said as we stood near a large tree stump, opening packets of Ketchup procured from McDonald’s. “It’s a vintage Penguins shirt.”

I expressed my approval at his hockey-geared fashion sense.

“It’s from 1991,” he stressed.

BITCH THAT’S NOT VINTAGE. Shit, I can’t remember the last time I felt so old. Perhaps when I was called MA’AM at a Chiodos show. That’ll do it.

“It’s vintage to him,” Henry argued. “It’s from the year before he was born.”

DOUBLY OLD FEELING.

Just another normal day at Grandma’s house.

Blake in any type of animal mask scares the shit out of me. I need to buy more animal masks.

Chooch was getting sincerely irritated by this point. He’s good for the first few minutes, but then the novelty of being bossed around and forcibly positioned in ridiculous and absurd stances kind of starts to piss him off a bit. These are probably the moments he wishes he had a normal mom who just take him to the fucking mall and pay $20 for a regular Easter portrait with a blood-free Easter bunny like all the kids in his class get to do.

I was on the phone today, and mistakenly let it slip to Chooch that it was Sharon on the other end. Raising his voice approximately eighty-seven octaves and acquiring an obnoxious lilt, he yelled, “TELL HER WHAT WE DID YESTERDAY AT HER HOUSE! TELL HER!” and I’m trying, one-handed, to use on him the things I learned last night at Zombie Defense Class, but his little-big mouth just kept flapping.

Fucking turncoat. Like he didn’t know what he was doing.

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  9 Responses to “Easter Bunny Strikes Back: Repost”

  1. I love that Chooch is totally nonplussed by the bloodspattered bunny creeping around.

  2. These are phenomenal! Way better than mall bunny pictures. Chooch is lucky he will have such cool photos to look back on.

  3. Still love these pics!

  4. So cool! That last picture of Chooch looks faintly Zombie-ish. Maybe this year’s pics could be a continuation in which the tables are turned on the bunny (who had no idea he was chasing a zombie child). And Henry could be the big hairy wolf that eats the bunny at the end. It was all part of the Chooch-Zombie’s eveeeel plan.

  5. OMG those are the best, damn Easter photos EVER! My son, a big Michael Myer’s aficionado, would absolutely adore them. Every video he makes involves blood and gore. I just might go wake him up NOW!

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  6. I love this pictures. I love all of your pictures though.

  7. BEAUTIFUL!! This pictures are amazing!! I love the horror yet innocent child thrown in. It’s a horrifyingly beautiful combination! I love it!!

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