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		<title>By: What You Read in the Last Twelve Months &#124; Candy Dish Blog</title>
		<link>http://candydishblog.com/2009/03/27/thank-ya-easter-bunny/comment-page-2/#comment-1979</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 13:42:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: maliya</title>
		<link>http://candydishblog.com/2009/03/27/thank-ya-easter-bunny/comment-page-2/#comment-898</link>
		<dc:creator>maliya</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 01:46:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>my fav easter was last year i was sleeping and when i woke up at about 7:00 am i did not kno my easter basket was at the end of my bed so i jumped up and scream andd it was so full that  i drug it to my mommy and daddy &#039;s room and when i told them 
i went back to my room and sorted my candy then 
placed it back into the basket .(and then screamed some more it felt like i was the queen of candy****)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>my fav easter was last year i was sleeping and when i woke up at about 7:00 am i did not kno my easter basket was at the end of my bed so i jumped up and scream andd it was so full that  i drug it to my mommy and daddy &#8217;s room and when i told them<br />
i went back to my room and sorted my candy then<br />
placed it back into the basket .(and then screamed some more it felt like i was the queen of candy****)</p>
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		<title>By: Easter Candy Contest Winners &#124; Candy Dish Blog</title>
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		<dc:creator>Easter Candy Contest Winners &#124; Candy Dish Blog</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 16:00:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] had some incredible entries for our Easter candy giveaway contest. Our celebrity judges have finally been released from the Candy Dish Blog isolation tanks and have [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Frances</title>
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		<dc:creator>Frances</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 02:26:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My four siblings and I grew up in a house with no candy. Well, not a lot of candy: we&#039;d get to choose one candy bar on Sunday, on the condition that we behaved in church. 

So you can imagine the anticipation we had for Easter, when we would each get a basket filled to the brim with candy. The bunny would always hide our baskets, so we had the thrill of the hunt when we woke up on Easter morning. And when we found our basket (we each had a unique wicker basket -- different shape, different color -- that was used each year), we launched into the confections with abandon. 

There was always a solid milk chocolate bunny from Philadelphia Candies. Always. Inevitably, there were Peeps. Fruit-flavored Brach&#039;s jelly beans, in black-only for my brother. Malted milk robin&#039;s eggs, chocolate eggs, and maybe one of the new trends for the year.

Decades later, Easter isn&#039;t the same for me unless I have that chocolate bunny from Philadelphia Candies, and my kids&#039; baskets look suspiciously similar to the basket I got when I was small. The bunny must know, somehow.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My four siblings and I grew up in a house with no candy. Well, not a lot of candy: we&#8217;d get to choose one candy bar on Sunday, on the condition that we behaved in church. </p>
<p>So you can imagine the anticipation we had for Easter, when we would each get a basket filled to the brim with candy. The bunny would always hide our baskets, so we had the thrill of the hunt when we woke up on Easter morning. And when we found our basket (we each had a unique wicker basket &#8212; different shape, different color &#8212; that was used each year), we launched into the confections with abandon. </p>
<p>There was always a solid milk chocolate bunny from Philadelphia Candies. Always. Inevitably, there were Peeps. Fruit-flavored Brach&#8217;s jelly beans, in black-only for my brother. Malted milk robin&#8217;s eggs, chocolate eggs, and maybe one of the new trends for the year.</p>
<p>Decades later, Easter isn&#8217;t the same for me unless I have that chocolate bunny from Philadelphia Candies, and my kids&#8217; baskets look suspiciously similar to the basket I got when I was small. The bunny must know, somehow.</p>
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		<title>By: michelle rosborough</title>
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		<dc:creator>michelle rosborough</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 22:59:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Searching our front yard for plastic easter eggs. We didn&#039;t care what was in them, it was just fun looking for them.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Searching our front yard for plastic easter eggs. We didn&#8217;t care what was in them, it was just fun looking for them.</p>
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		<title>By: Tamara Spencer</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tamara Spencer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 22:39:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I totally love the Cadbury Creme Eggs. I know Easter is coming when I see them popping up all over the place. My sister and I would buy 6-10 at a time and hide them in the cabinet. Mostly to protect ourselves from eating them all at one time. Out of sight, out of mind right?! Not really, I do take my time eating them though.  

The other day my daughter starting talking about &quot;Where is the nest mommy?&quot; I didn&#039;t figure it out until I saw her in her room enjoying a Cadbury egg. She sneeked into the cabinet and ran into her room. Since I didn&#039;t get it for her, she decided to get it her self. She looked at me and said &quot;Where&#039;s the bird mommy?&quot; I don&#039;t know where that bird is, but I sure wish it was around all year long.

Now we sit and enjoy the Cadbury Creme Eggs together.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I totally love the Cadbury Creme Eggs. I know Easter is coming when I see them popping up all over the place. My sister and I would buy 6-10 at a time and hide them in the cabinet. Mostly to protect ourselves from eating them all at one time. Out of sight, out of mind right?! Not really, I do take my time eating them though.  </p>
<p>The other day my daughter starting talking about &#8220;Where is the nest mommy?&#8221; I didn&#8217;t figure it out until I saw her in her room enjoying a Cadbury egg. She sneeked into the cabinet and ran into her room. Since I didn&#8217;t get it for her, she decided to get it her self. She looked at me and said &#8220;Where&#8217;s the bird mommy?&#8221; I don&#8217;t know where that bird is, but I sure wish it was around all year long.</p>
<p>Now we sit and enjoy the Cadbury Creme Eggs together.</p>
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		<title>By: Anna-Marie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anna-Marie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 21:04:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favotire Easter memories... 
I loved coloring eater eggs with my dad. He always used the wax crayons, and made secret messages on our eggs. 
But as a child, I would recieve one new historical doll in my easter basket each year. One year it was Betsy Ross, then Martha Washington. 
I would get to eat the loose peeps in my basket, dress in my easter dress, then I was allowed to play with my new doll while my father took my easter picture. 
As an adult, I adore assembling the basket!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favotire Easter memories&#8230;<br />
I loved coloring eater eggs with my dad. He always used the wax crayons, and made secret messages on our eggs.<br />
But as a child, I would recieve one new historical doll in my easter basket each year. One year it was Betsy Ross, then Martha Washington.<br />
I would get to eat the loose peeps in my basket, dress in my easter dress, then I was allowed to play with my new doll while my father took my easter picture.<br />
As an adult, I adore assembling the basket!</p>
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		<title>By: Cheryl</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cheryl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 20:43:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When my son was 3 we decided to leave a trail of M&amp;Ms to his Easter basket. My husband put my son&#039;s small chalkboard next to the basket. We were going to write &quot;Happy Easter!&quot; but right before I put the chalk to work, I thought for a second, &quot;This kid is only 2, he can&#039;t read- we could put ANYTHING on that board and it&#039;d all be the same to him!&quot; 

Which is why we have a picture from 1997 of a chalkboard with a sketch of the Easter Bunny that said &quot;Happy Snorkum Glibble!&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my son was 3 we decided to leave a trail of M&amp;Ms to his Easter basket. My husband put my son&#8217;s small chalkboard next to the basket. We were going to write &#8220;Happy Easter!&#8221; but right before I put the chalk to work, I thought for a second, &#8220;This kid is only 2, he can&#8217;t read- we could put ANYTHING on that board and it&#8217;d all be the same to him!&#8221; </p>
<p>Which is why we have a picture from 1997 of a chalkboard with a sketch of the Easter Bunny that said &#8220;Happy Snorkum Glibble!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: The Lucky Ladybug » Blog Archive &#187; Twitter Tweets about Giveaways as of April 6, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Theresa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Theresa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 15:27:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hands down the best memory is the smell of the Easter basket.  Easter was my favorite holiday because I am a candy fiend and the smell of the basket even tops the Halloween bag.  

I have always had a very active imagination and my mother told me the Easter Bunny had a helper when the questions came.  I can still see the visual of my childhood bunny - life size like the one at the mall, driven around in a golf cart from house to house by his &quot;helper&quot;.  His basket always had a hole in it because there was a trail of jelly beans, foil wrapped eggs, plastic candy filled eggs and M&amp;M&#039;s that always led to the magical basket of See&#039;s candy.

My Easter bunny is the best.  Now he uses the post office to deliver my care package because I moved to NY and we do not have See&#039;s candy here.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hands down the best memory is the smell of the Easter basket.  Easter was my favorite holiday because I am a candy fiend and the smell of the basket even tops the Halloween bag.  </p>
<p>I have always had a very active imagination and my mother told me the Easter Bunny had a helper when the questions came.  I can still see the visual of my childhood bunny &#8211; life size like the one at the mall, driven around in a golf cart from house to house by his &#8220;helper&#8221;.  His basket always had a hole in it because there was a trail of jelly beans, foil wrapped eggs, plastic candy filled eggs and M&amp;M&#8217;s that always led to the magical basket of See&#8217;s candy.</p>
<p>My Easter bunny is the best.  Now he uses the post office to deliver my care package because I moved to NY and we do not have See&#8217;s candy here.</p>
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