We were out of school on Friday so we ran away to Hattiesburg for the weekend. We shopped, swam, watched movies, and decorated/stuffed/hid/ate eggs. I might have eaten more candy this weekend than one should reasonably allocate for an entire year.
The Easter Bunny (creepster) even broke into my mom’s house and pooped these out for us.
I told my mom that my childhood dream revolved around receiving a name-brand chocolate bunny. Well, childhood dreams really can come true. At age 23, I was the lucky recipient of a solid, luxury Lindt bunny encased in gold leafing. And don’t panic, there were lots of Cadbury creme eggs along the bottom.
Hope you had a magical Easter!