Swallowed evidence

We had an Easter egg hunt in the Ancients' garden. Granny had bought us all cute egg baskets. Me and Jas had to be helped by the Olds, but the other three roamed alone. When we pooled the eggs for equal distribution (Granny's always fair), there was one missing, Baba got very anxious because he told everyone that rats love chocolate, but he didn't love rats.

Granny said maybe she'd miscounted, so produced one more. But I think there was chocolate on big boy cousin's mouth. Sneaky monkey!

Silly Baba's still out in the rain searching for the last one!