Something I did for a few giggles.

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This brings back memories of something my parents pulled years ago.

About the time I learned the truth about Santa Claus, I was pretty nasty about it toward my parents and, who at the time still believed, my sister. That year as my "Santa" gift, my parents took a brown paper bag and filled it with mini-marshmallows, and labeled the bag "Snowman Poop". A modern twist on the ol' lump of coal. They learned me pretty good, they did.

You nephew's older (if it's the same nephew you've been helping out on the car with) than I was at the time and the Easter thing is likely just for fun and not for the myth, I'm sure, but that just pulled out some old memories.

Even knowing it's hazelnut spread, I'd still think twice about spreading it over some toast.