Happy Easter, please accept this gift on behalf of my love.

Every year the Easter Bunny aka Momma leaves baskets for Morgan and me, even though we are in our twenties. Also, we still get gifts from Santa.

This Easter was not my best Easter ever, due in part to my rotten attitude and general hatred for everything in my closet.

While going through my Easter basket I opened one of the gifts. A dome paperweight with the letter A inside of it. I then turn over the gift to find this lovely message on the bottom.
(You will have to click on the picture to read the message, just do it.)

Happy Easter.