Once upon a time.

Once upon a time, there was a sweet girl, and she had a friend. In a moment of extreme vulnerability, the sweet girl shared with her friend that she had a horrific, albeit irrational, fear of roaches.

Her friend thought it would be funny to put a plastic roach in the sweet girl's daytimer so that when she opened it at a meeting, she would squeal and scream and almost wet her pants with fright.

This made the sweet girl thoughtful.

And because she was sweet, she loved candy. Usually Milk Duds but, sometimes, she partook in other delicious holiday candies. She also liked to make up words like 'partook' but that's not important right now.

Peeps were one of her favorites. Not as good as the Cadbury Egg but still, yummy.

Because the sweet girl is also a Christian and doesn't believe in returning evil for evil, she thought her friend who put the very realistic roach in her daytimer causing her to squeal and almost wet her pants in front of her peers might need some sugar.

So she shared.

Her Peeps.

A few... or one hundred.

And unlike a tricky plastic but very real looking roach tucked into her daytimer that made her squeal and almost wet her pants, she made the Peeps easy for her friend to find.

Easy for anyone to find, really, who might be passing her on the freeway.

It was the least she could do.

The least she and her equally sweet five year old daughter could do.

Happy Easter! From the girl, and her peeps.