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We did Easter on Saturday, and thus laid out the painted eggs and carrots on Friday night. I stupidly thought we could take some cute kid shots. Becky, Becky - when will you learn that it's a lost cause?
Saturday morning we hunted up the eggs. Ouro Branco ABSOLUTELY FREAKED OUT when he woke up to find them missing.
But he calmed down when we found the chocolate egg. (Do you SEE why LP drew Easter eggs so big?)
The Easter bunny doesn't do baskets in Brazil. Strictly chocolate, baby. Layers of milk and white chocolate with homemade caramel filling. Ohmyheaven. I made that, people. Worship me.