My favorite Easter memory comes from my childhood when my mom bought each of us kids a chocolate Easter bunny and then accidentally left them in the car. The bunnies melted into brown puddles with floating eyes and a little bow. Since replacing seven rabbits would have been costly, she plopped the boxes in our baskets anyway. We all had a good laugh and to this day, I can’t look at Easter candy without picturing those vagabond eyes.

Though I’m obviously a gift card junkie, I don’t often think of gift cards for this particular holiday. But today, proved me wrong. My kids each received a gift card in the mail from their Aunt Cher. When we called to thank her, she said, “I figured your kids would get enough candy for Easter. So I thought they’d enjoy picking out a different kind of treat from me instead.” Too fun! The kids are super happy and already plotting their shopping trip.

What a nice gesture. Now I’m re-thinking my position. Cher is right. The last thing we need here is more candy. It’s not even Easter and already I’ve eaten the two bags of Whoppers eggs I bought a week ago. (By myself! And I’m not kidding!) With the gift cards, however, the kids get to buy something that I won’t steal and have to jog off later. Bonus!