Look carefully at the plastic egg that Matthew is holding. Someone--or something--had chewed right through it (and several other eggs) and absconded with the chocolate inside.
Astute observers will also look at Betsy and realize that this happened last Easter. It's still a cute story, I think.
We came up with some theories about who could have eaten all those plastic eggs, but we didn't have much hope of actually spotting the thief. It was the eagle-eyed three year old who spotted him 30 feet up in a tree, way across the yard, hours later.
She went tearing across the yard yelling at him, and the squirrel skittered off in one direction as he threw the egg in the other direction, chocolates sailing through the air. Had he found an egg we'd missed, or was this one he had tucked away somewhere? We'll never know.
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