Or not. I'm certainly not going to eat these. That would just be weird. But they are pretty darn cute (if a little obscured in this less-than-expert photo). My mom got them for me for Easter (please tell me I'm not the only twenty-eight-year-old who still gets an Easter basket). I find it necessary to state that neither my mother nor I have any great attachment to VeggieTales beyond an appreciation for their adorableness.