Not unlike last year, our Easter got off to an early start. We were all up and at 'em to get to mass, though of course the first thing the kids were interested is was the status of their Easter baskets. Danny exuberantly shouted, "The Easter Bunny came!" to anyone who would listen, but I am happy to report that, despite the consumption of quite a few jelly beans, he did behave himself at church.
After mass, we came home and continued our annual tradition of Easter waffles. One of the many benefits of driving trips versus flying is that you can pack things like your waffle iron.
Bellies full, the condo started to feel a bit cramped, so it seemed the perfect time for an alfresco egg hunt. This turned into one of the highlights of the day, and not just for the kids. Our condo was on the second floor of a three-story complex. We hid the eggs in the grassy common area, which all of the condos overlooked. As the kids joyfully ran around finding eggs, we soon noticed our upstairs neighbors on their deck, watching and telling their families members who were indoors, "You have to come see this! These cute little kids are having an egg hunt!" It was one of those moments that reminded me how special children really do make holidays. Sure, I had plenty of moments thinking how much more blissful a condo by the beach would be if I could simply lounge around all day. But how boring, too, right?
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