The Easter Bunny?

Yesterday was Easter and our first really hard questions about how "things" get in the house arose.  Here is the conversation.

BigG (Big Girl):  When is the Easter Bunny going to come?
BG (Big Grasshopper):  He has already come...you got baskets?
BigG: Yes...but then how did he get in our house?
BG:  Magic!
BigG:  Magic?  What kind of Magic?
BG:  It is just magic.
BigG:  Like Santa?
BG:  Kinda...

BG looking at me, "You know this "magic" thing would be easier if there weren't Walmart tags on everything." 
Me:  "Yup....Walmart magic."

Recycling

OK....So I do it...but I don't have to like it.  I think recycling is ridiculous.  Sorry to all my tree hugging friends but I really, really do.  It is stupid that I stand at the sink rinsing out containers of syrup, peas, milk, etc. so that it can go in the trash?  HUH?  I mean...IT IS TRASH!  I get it...I get that this trash that can be taken and turned back into whatever it was or done something else with, but why do I have to wash trash?  I mean really....do you think it really matters if there is a pea stuck to the bottom of the pea can that is going to be sent to be melted down to make another pea can?  Does it matter if my milk container has 1 drop of milk left?  Really?

We live in a town that has one bin for recycling everything.  They have some rules about what they will and won't recycle but that is complicated and time consuming so if it has a recycling logo on it I throw it in the bin and let someone else worry if it is a #2,4, 5 or something else.  The only thing we don't put in there is glass and this is the one thing I wish they would recycle because it is the easiest (or so I have heard).

So why recycle?  Does it even go to where they say it is going or do they just take it to the landfill and it is just supposed to make me feel better because I am "saving mother earth"?  I don't really know....but I sure would like to find out.

Now until then.....excuse me...I have some peas to scrub out of my cans.