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You're the Easter bunny when you smile...
"Now wasn't that fun?" Clark says to Lois as he unlocks the front door and opens it.
"It sure was, Daddy," his daughter interrupts as she skip inside ahead of them swinging the basket full of Easter eggs and all kinds of goodies.
"She's definitely your daughter all right," looking over at Lois through the corner of his eye.
"Very funny, Smallville," lightly punching him on the shoulder. "Come on honey," stooping down to look her daughter in the eye. "It's time for your nap," putting her hand over her daughters and gently taking the basket away. She notices the disappointed look on her daughters face. "We'll have some of these goodies later, okay?" smiling at her as she stands up and places the basket on the kitchen table.
"Can I at least have one jelly bean now?" batting her eyelashes.
"That's not going to work with me. It may work with your father but not me," looking over at Clark.
"You make me out to be a pushover and I don't like it," a frown on his face.
"Awe, did I hurt Clarkie's feelings?" blowing him a kiss.
"Maybe you did," crossing his arms against his chest.
They both are too absorbed in their little 'discussion' to notice their daughter grabbing the basket off the table and quickly running up the stairs to her bedroom.
Lois walks over to her husband and wraps her arms around him. "Now what can I do to make it up to you?" batting her own eyelashes at him.
He looks at her curiously. "It's going to take a lot more groveling than just batting those at me," he replies; a stern look on his face.
She pretends to think about it. "Okay," pulling away from him. "I'll be right back," suddenly turning around and climbing the stairs two at a time.
He just shakes his head with amusement as he walks over to the refrigerator and pulls out a can of soda. He pulls the tab off and is about to take a sip when Lois calls him from upstairs. "I have a problem and need your help - so chop, chop."
He rolls his eyes and gulps down his soda, then heads upstairs and opens the door to their bedroom. "You have a prob-" his words trailing off when he sees what she's wearing.
"I do," she answers as she walks over to him. "I seem to have grown these," pointing to the bunny ears on her head. "And this," turning around to reveal the bunny tail on her backside. She turns back around to look at him. "So now you see my problem?" winking at him.
"I can see that," his eyes lingering on the rest of her costume. "Maybe we should get rid of them," his finger lightly grazing the tops of her breasts.
"You think that'll solve the problem?" she says in mock seriousness.
"I do," replying in an equally serious tone. He sits down on the edge of the bed and grabs her by the waist. "Hop on here," pulling her onto his lap and beginning to nuzzle her neck.
She sports a big grin as his fingers move around to her back. "You really do look like the Easter Bunny when you smile," a grin on his face as he pulls the zipper all the way down.
Coming up next: May
Calendar Girl - Neil Sedaka
I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Yeah, sweet calender girl
I love, I love, I love my calendar girl
Each and every day of the year
(January) You start the year off fine
(February) You're my little valentine
(March) I'm gonna march you down the aisle
(April) You're the Easter Bunny when you smile
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)
(May) Maybe if I ask your dad and mom
(June) They'll let me take you to the Junior Prom
(July) Like a firecracker all aglow
(August) When you're on the beach you steal the show
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)
(September) Light the candles at your Sweet Sixteen
(October) Romeo and Juliet on Halloween
(November) I'll give thanks that you belong to me
(December) You're the present 'neath my Christmas tree
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year