Early last week, Emma started talking about “Easter Eve.” She came up with this on her own, without parental input. As I was putting her to bed Saturday she very earnestly said, “Mom, Easter Eve is just as exciting as Christmas Eve!”
Although we were a little preoccupied this year, we managed to pull together a very nice, quiet Easter. Emma was awake before 6 am, bouncing with excitement. Aunt Julie came to visit, there was an egg hunt in Clark Park on Saturday, and the Easter bunny hid eggs in the back garden for Emma to find Sunday morning. A new soccer ball and some M&Ms rounded out the day.
Felix mostly sat this one out, but Emma has already declared that next year she will teach him how to find his Easter basket, and how to hunt for eggs. I look forward to it.
