Easter

I read on Facebook that all my good mother friends were hiding Easter eggs and candy for their children to find throughout the house. They were all so excited to see their childrens' faces in the morning, etc, etc.  Instead of doing the same, I opted to go hear my uncle's band with my two aunts.  There's a number of reasons this won. 1) My mother was going to watch my children.  2) Actual adult time outside of falling exhausted on the couch with a glass of wine is rare, so you have to take it where you can get it.  3) If my children realized that the Easter bunny hid their candy instead of having it readily available for them to immediately inhale, all hell would break loose. So, a big thanks to my cousin Leigh and her helpers for the Easter egg hunt at her house Easter Sunday.

                       Uncle Rick playing his banjo.