Eggs for breakfast

Well, Easter Sunday finally arrived and so did an egg the size of my head! I don't eat chocolate yet but it was fun taking it out of its box and playing with the shiny foil wrapping. Later on I took the egg I'd boiled yesterday to Gran and Grandpa's and rolled it down the hill at the front of their house ... great fun!

"The great gift of Easter is hope"
(Basil C. Hume)