This comes under the heading of "my children are arseholes". I love Cadbury's mini eggs and at this time of year I buy them in copious amounts and always have a big jar of them sitting around to munch on.
Tonight, I came home and first Grady then Sidney offered to get me some of the mini eggs. I declined and didn't think anything of it other than how gracious my children were being. They are usually fighting by this point of day so I take the good times when I can.
It was only later when I grabbed a handful of mini eggs on the way through the kitchen and tossed them in my mouth, I realized I had fallen victim to their diabolical plan. WTF? The little bastards had replaced some of the chocolate eggs with very realistic looking decorative foam eggs from the dollar store. They thought it was hilarious as I stood in the kitchen, choking and spitting out bits of chocolate and foam. We will see if they are still laughing at Easter when I fill their Easter baskets with rabbit pooh.
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