I was moderately surprised when my 7 year old grandson asked if we were having an Easter Egg hunt this year. Peter said they’d been talking about it “all day.”
They’ve been having egg hunts in Milton for a long time, and we started this on the Cape as well about 3 years ago. I don’t remember exactly why, maybe they had to cancel Easter dinner off-Cape, but clearly, it’s something they look forward to, regardless of the venue.
So, I set up the hunt for them late yesterday afternoon, after errands were finished: 7 eggs each, color-coded to avoid fights.
The eggs had a few pieces of candy or dimes, nothing lavish, but all 3 kids seemed to enjoy it, and Bonnie was pleased to receive the left-over chocolate.
I hear they dyed hard-boiled eggs afterwards, and wonder if they’ll attempt to eat them: maybe not.