Jason and I had quite a few Cadbury Creme Eggs around. We had them sitting in an old egg carton in a table. I saved two of the wrappers of eggs I ate, and then while Jason was at work I wrapped a real, regular chicken's egg in the Cadbury wrappers. I actually had to hot glue the wrappers to make them stick, but I got them on there.
|A real Cadbury Creme Egg|
|The special "Cadbury" egg|
Once it was disguised, I slipped it into the egg carton with the real ones. (It's the top middle one). When Jason got home from work, I casually asked him if he wanted a cadbury egg. "Sure!" he said, and grabbed the disguised chicken egg. "I'm going to save it," he announced, and put it in the fridge. And so I waited, and waited, and waited. For days! I wanted him to eat it so bad, but I didn't say anything because I knew it would be so much better if it was a total surprise.
Finally, on the Saturday that Mom and Stefan were in town, we were sitting in the family room. Suddenly from behind me, Jason yelled, "Jocelyn!" I turned around, and he was sitting there holding a partially unwrapped chicken egg. It was the best. :D He was surprised when I told him how I had planted the egg days ago, and he had just happened to pick that one to put in the fridge.
Anyway, good times. :)