Mary never had one of our lambs . . .

As the Easter holiday quickly approaches, I went back through some photos taken last Easter, and realized that I never shared my lambs with you.

Yes, I have lambs. Every Easter. Usually two.

And sometimes they are injured. Sometimes they can't hear a darn thing, because their ears have fallen off. Sometimes they can't see out of one eye because a certain four year old has eaten one of their eyes. Sometimes they have a furry coat, sometimes not. It all depends what stage you get to them. Oh, and we have come to universally agree in my family that the best part of them, is their butt (because that piece always gets lots of frosting!) Sorry to be crass, but it is what it is.

It starts with their birth . . . compliments of my mom. Mom makes the lambs each year . . . and let me tell you, there is nothing like my Mom's pound cake. Seriously. Once they have been take out their pans, they arrive to my home.

Next, we call on the spirit of Grandma Josephine for Gram's Butter cream Frosting recipe. Have I ever told you about Gram's Butter cream Frosting? Seriously?? We're talking the Frosting Gods shined down on my late Grandma with this one . . . a long time family favorite, there is nothing like it. So, I whip up some frosting . . .

And then the decorating begins. We usually throw some fur (coconut) on one, and leave the other without. But they always rest on a lovely lawn of green grass (coconut).

Add some jelly beans and some chocolate chips, and you've got yourself a happy lamb. That is . . . until after dinner.

Uh-oh . . . this one is all ready for the taking!!!!