But what Easter would be complete without an Easter Egg Hunt? Chris saw to it that I had one of my own. As I awoke Sunday morning, still in my sick daze, I stumbled into the living room to retrieve my Kleenex box and as I pulled out a tissue an egg fell out spilling its candy filling all over the table. I was so confused. It took me a minute to register what it was (I blame the sickness and the cold medicine I was on). And then as my eyes focused and my head cleared I looked around the house and saw that at some point the night before, Chris had set up my own little egg hunt. And from there I proceeded to collect all my little eggs.
This is what I gave Chris. It was just plopped on the counter. I am so lame.
After the hunt we had quite the plethora of Easter candy. Each of those little eggs was filled with my Easter favorite. Starburst Jellybeans! Love em'.
It was so thoughtful and cute of him to do for me. I loved it. So with my sickness and all Easter was fabulous.
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