Don’t melt your bunnies.
I had been dating my then-boyfriend, now husband, for a few months when we were visiting his mother Easter weekend.
Wanting to surprise him with a chocolate rabbit, I hid one under the seat in the car. We arrived on a Friday night, and Easter morning I went to the car to retrieve the chocolate bunny.
Only, the bunny was indistinguishable and had been reduced to a melted mess within the box. Thus, my advice: Don’t melt your bunnies.
Momma bunnies and Daddy bunnies, and even the Easter bunny, need to realize the temperature in the car is still warm enough to melt those delicious chocolate treats.
More advice? Yes, lip balm melts.
(My apologies to Mishelleen for spilling a glob on her car seat when she was taking me to the doctor.)
And, of course, there are those pesky crayons. It was on a month-long family vacation to the west coast that taught my sister and I about how laying a box of Crayola crayons on the dashboard would only send colored streams of melted wax into our dad’s pickup vents.
Dad wasn’t mad, and the hollowed out paper cylinders where crayons used to be was pretty cool.
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