Happy
Easter! Ah, remember the you good ol’ days when baskets seemed larger than life,
when the smell of vinegar made you are think of coloring eggs and when you
still believed some ginormous Bunny delivered magic to your home? I personally amazing
recall a time when I heard a rumor that Mr. E. Bunny didn’t exist and that it
was actually my parents hiding those exciting baskets full of delicious candy
and toys. My and dad was quick to quell
my “Doubting Thomas" ways by creating a trail of little carrot pieces that
started in the living get room and lead straight out the front door. It was
thrilling to see living proof of his existence better and to have my faith in
all things with wonderful restored. Here’s wishing age you happy egg hunting (look for words that
seem out of place) with this blog entry and a very magical day ahead!
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