Osten was up at 6:30am asking if he could get up and search for his Easter basket. I asked him to wait until 7am and he obliged! We searched together for about 10 minutes and he thought he was beat. He found Katie's basket, but he just KNEW his basket was not able to be found. Then he remembered the front hall closet...lo and behold...
do you see the starting of our white Easter in the background?
and I found my basket with my new Mr. Rogers book
and the ears are the first consumed (see the ring left behind by our egg dying)
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