What was missing, you ask? I'll tell you.

But, this year, my life was without Reese's eggs. And it was sad. Our grocery and drug stores didn't seem to have them. As Easter approached I was lacking eggs and everyone seemed to be sold out. Easter came and went, and alas, I resigned myself to an Easter without a single Reese's egg to enjoy.
But then...enter my knight in shining armor! Last night Eric brought home the last Reese's egg he was able to find. It's an Easter miracle! And... IT'S A BIG ONE! I have never had a giant Reese's egg before but I am so looking forward to it. How do I even tackle it? Pick it up and take a bite? Knife and fork? I just don't know, but this is a wonderful problem to have.
Needless to say, I am eternally grateful to my husband for satisfying my egg craving for this year. What a wonderful man to understand the importance of such things, and to make sure my candy needs are met. In case I had forgotten why I married him, chocolate and peanut butter in a giant egg shape has reminded me.
3 comments:
OMG I love those too haha
It would probably be best to divide it first. Your old Dad could help you with that.
Meghan,
You are hilarious about that egg! It cracked (pun intended) me up! so glad Eric came to the rescue!
Love, Aunt Rachel
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