Here came Peter Cottontail

The girls dresses were finished on time.  The sun came out.  The girls complained that it was too cold, information pills and ran back inside to continue gorging themselves on candy. We’ll be picking up stray bits of Easter grass until it’s time to put up the Christmas tree.

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