Guess what happens when the day that mum decides to be Easter bunny and go shopping for Easter eggs and then hides said eggs from us in her study and this day happens to be a freaky hot day? Chocolate carnage.
As a consequence, dad is forced to do a second Easter egg shop. Of course when mum said Easter eggs, she really meant a couple of decent sized eggs or rabbits, ones that the famed Easter Bunny could deliver to the ends of our beds when we are sleeping. Naturally, dad simply heard Easter eggs so that is what he bought - communication fail!
As a result, we will now have eleventy billion hunting eggs to find on Sunday, as well as munching on the formerly melted now somewhat squished-out-of-shape deliciousness!
Being on chocolate day,
Love AJ and Milla
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| Manky melted chocolate deliciousness :-) |
As a result, we will now have eleventy billion hunting eggs to find on Sunday, as well as munching on the formerly melted now somewhat squished-out-of-shape deliciousness!
Being on chocolate day,
Love AJ and Milla
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