Easters!

My mother is convinced that holidays would be a lot more fun if she had grandkids. Clark and I, on the other hand, are not convinced and we spent most of this weekend proving otherwise. First we dug up our old easter baskets that were made for us when we were little kids. Then we had to make a few repairs because Clark's bunny was losing it's nose and my bunny had a deformed leg (which you can still see). Then we dyed easter eggs and watched Nacho Libre (an easter appropriate movie).

On Sunday, after more lamenting about having no grandkids, we had our traditional easter basket hunt. Every year my dad would hide our easter baskets and we would spend hours looking for them. My dad is the master of hiding easter baskets and he prides himself on his creativity. (His best being taping John's basket above the door frame.) Even though we are in our later twenties and dad was limited to one level of the house it still took about an hour and a half and several hints to find our baskets. Overall, pretty good Easters...who needs grandkids when you have immature children! That's what I say!