Last night I put out 12 mini plastic eggs so that the Easter Bunny could hide them for me and surprisingly enough they were all hidden when I returned this morning. Proof enough that the Easter Bunny does exist. I don't know why it's so fun to find Easter eggs every year. I always get frustrated when I've only found a couple, but every year, I look forward to it. It's probably a lot like child birth. It is frustrating and painful when it happens, but women just keep having babies anyway. Isn't it great how easy it is to compare two seemingly different things like childbirth and Easter egg hunting!
My mom says that eating a whole pound of strawberries at once is not a good thing to do, I just did it anyway!
You know what I love? Your mom! That's right I love your mom! I might say it too much, but your mom is so much fun! When other people talk about your mom, I tell them, that's my thing. Your mom is for me to say, no one else!
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Sorry ChaRlie, my husband's really big on the "your mom" thing too. You'll have to share.
Don't even get me started on YOUR MOM!!!!!
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