Dear Anne, Mark, & Emily,
Despite never having received a single Chocolate Chip Cookie, or any carrots heralding my arrival (unlike some other Holiday Principle who arrives with fanfare on a sleigh and dressed in red suit), I sincerely apologize for the sad state of your Chocolate Easter Bunnies.

Who could have know or foreseen this tragic event? I left your parents one SIMPLE task…pick up 3 Milk Chocolate Bunnies at Wal-Mart, and this was the result! Frankly, I am amazed that the 3 of you survived your childhood and never suffered such a fate as being left to melt in an 80 degree locked vehicle with no ventilation while your father snaps picture after picture of ordinary tulips!

Fortunately, you will still be able to enjoy Easter with your peeps who were not harmed in this tragedy.
Happy Easter,
P. Cottontail.