We never had Easter baskets growing up… we’d do the egg hunt and eat enough candy to make us nauseous for days, but as far as waking up and having a glorious basket full of goodies was concerned… nope. Some of my friends would even get presents. (Yeah, I’m talking to you, Charles & Ricky.) Crazy.
Anyway, imagine my surprise and delight this morning when I woke up to find that Kelly had made V and I Easter baskets… here’s what was in V’s…

Yup, that’s baby food. Does my wife rock, or what?
by Ryan
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