Have I mentioned before that I hate holidays? It's Easter today. When I was growing up my mom made me a great basket and hid it and then I woke up and had to find it. Then there was the Easter egg hunt outside in the warm sunshine. I grew up in Florida.
Now I live in the half frozen half muddy cold temperatures of northern Michigan. Easter egg hunts outside are filled with mud and or snow. And its not me doing it for MY kids. No, my in laws have taken over that. Two hunts of the same thing would be boring. And easter baskets are no longer special. The kids get one from us and from each side of the grandparents filled with the same exact candy. Not special at all. Wish I could move away from family.
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