One of the truely horrible things about getting old is no one makes up an Easter Basket for me anymore. Edit: Not religous, and make no apologies for it. I was however jealous of the youngest grandson's Easter basket photo on FB.
happy Easter all. I can honestly say.....I cant eat another bite! My sisters put on one heck of a show...all our child hood meals wrapped up in one day.
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