Little known fact...Easter actually lasts about three weeks long. It has nothing to do with a persons religious bent per se, but is more like a snowball effect. Or in this case, avalanche. Most holidays are this way when you have kids of a certain age, and I'm embracing it as best as I can while covertly throwing handfuls of candy away whenever I can get away with it. In this case, Anna had three Easter egg hunts, three baskets, and multiple candy comas. Her preschool had their amazing annual hunt at a local residence. I could be mistaken, but I think the owners are actually on the short list for sainthood. Don't quote me on that, but regardless, they are kind and generous to a fault. Plus, their house is beautiful! The kids do the bunny hop, go on a scavenger hunt for goodies, and have treats with the Easter bunny.Next was our home celebration. We colored easter eggs on Saturday afternoon and only sacrificed a couple in the process. It was a good year. I told Anna that we would stick them in the fridge and the E.B. (Easter Bunny) would get them out and hide them in the yard for her to find. I set the alarm for 6am to...ahem...ensure the EB had made it. At 5:55 Anna came crawling into our room asking to snuggle with us. Plan B ensued. I got up to...ahem...make breakfast. I happened to mention to Anna that while I was in the fridge I noticed our eggs were not there. Her eyebrows shot upward about 6 inches. She had a wildly good time searching for eggs and thought it was extra sweet that the E.B. had picked a daffodil to put in her basket. She got an awesome hand puppet that looks like 3 baby birds in a nest.
We had a wonderful time, but needless to say, I'm glad Memorial Day isn't a candy-centered holiday. It will be a nice change.
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