Chef Husband asked if we had any chocolate bars in the candy stash. No, but we did have an untouched Easter Bunny. Thus, I was faced the emotional dilemma of melting my son’s bunny.
“I’m melting… I’m melting”.
I then proceeded to sing the Bunny Song from Veggie Tales, popular in the 90’s.
“The bunny, the bunny, whoa I love the bunny.”
The bunny was ultimately sacrificed, with a payoff that was grand.
Luckily, our son doesn’t read our blog.
Mrs. Chef (Christa)
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