Move over marshmallow Peeps! A new pack of sweets are in town.
A marshmallow, toothpicks, edible ink, a little candy and a hollow plastic Easter egg. Perfect! I'd much rather see a sweet little edible chick in an egg as opposed to the half dollars of my youth. I imagine I'd be able to get these without the accompanying WWII stories as well. Love you Uncle Ray, but a seven year old doesn't need to know about the South Pacific Theater.