Happy Easter. Happy Passover.
We are gardening and planning to dye eggs tomorrow when our guests arrive for a nice Spring-y dinner.
I was talking to my sister about our big egg hunts of yore. I said a fun adult version could be just to hide the car keys. Fun for everyone! That would be a funny bunny trick. Right?
My daughter is a nanny for two nine-year old girls. They were concerned about our plan to dye eggs on Easter. “What about the bunny,” they asked. “We dye ours on Saturday, so the Easter Bunny can hide them for the egg hunt.”
My daughter said, “The Easter bunny doesn’t come to our house anymore. We’re grown up.”
Panicked, the girls asked, “What age does the Easter Bunny stop coming???”
My daughter realized she was in dangerous territory: “Maybe college-age?”
“Well, what age is that??” they wondered, not comforted.
“Like 18 or 20…” my daughter replied.
They calculated. 20 seemed very old to nine year olds, and they were okay with this plan.
Hope your family and surroundings delights you with renewed hope, energy and love.