Bucket?
Ha!
I laugh in the face of buckets.
Instead I just try to carry them around in my arms and get frustrated when they fall out.
Then I try to eat them. After all they are eggs.
Ok. Then I find my master hiding spots and carefully tuck each egg in.
You know you want to come play!
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Jesus follower. Lover of all things Hambrick. Wisdom and whimsy seeker.
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