When my son was only a year old he loved hunting for Easter Eggs. He would toddle around and excitedly say, "chicken balls, chicken balls!" It was funny to watch him because he would overlook the eggs right in front of him and run towards eggs far away! To this day I think of Easter Eggs as chicken balls! After all the Eggs were found, Grandpa would always make Easter official by biting the ear off of the chocolate bunny. My little boy would bring the bunny to Grandpa and enjoy sharing it with him. Then we would eat the chicken balls for breakfast! Good times!