I miss being a kid. I’ve decided that Easter was much more exciting back in the days when I used to wake up at the crack of dawn and gallop around the house to grab as much candy as I could get my little hands on. The Easter treats always seemed to taste better after brawling with my sisters to claim the best loot.
Easton made me a magnificent Easter basket, complete with a white chocolate cross and all the fruity candy I could eat.
What could be better than a holiday that gives you a legitimate excuse to eat enough candy to make yourself look pregnant?
TR was nice enough to invite us to his family’s house for Easter dinner, and I think it’s safe to say that we all gorged ourselves on way too much food. It was all SO good!
3 comments:
Mmmmmmm... you make the best Easter baskets ever!!! What a woman!
Hi Blythe! Aren't animals the best! :D and Great Danes are the best dogs ever! Thanks for stopping by my blog...it's so fun catching up with everyone! :) I hope you're having a great week!
Blythe I miss you!!
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