Egg-cellent Easter

When it's Easter time in a family-focused suburb, there are egg hunts out the wazoo. The weekend before Easter there were two we could have attended: 

"Which one should we go to?" I asked Frank. "The one where they get to hunt for eggs in an indoor pool or the one where thousands of eggs fall from a helicopter?" 

"Um, neither," Frank said. "Why don't we just do the egg hunt in our neighborhood next weekend?" 

Good point. Cause I mean, if eggs are swimming in pools and falling out of the sky, where do you go from there? So after that I decided that simplicity would be my Easter motto. They hunted for eggs at school and in our neighborhood but that's it. And the eggs were just on the ground in plain sight. Oh, and we did do one egg hunt in our backyard. 

I told the Easter Bunny to go easy on the baskets so they each got a chocolate bunny, some jelly beans, a coloring book and a puzzle. 

Frank and I went to the Easter Vigil at church on Saturday night so on Sunday morning, we just took the kids to breakfast in their Easter best. 

Obviously, Jesus is the reason for the season and we didn't forget that. Leo can recite the story of the crucifixion and resurrection in his sleep. It's just that the bunny, baskets and eggs are pretty fun too.