My parents suggested a egg hunt + potluck for Easter, but we demurred, Easter being a lesser holiday and potlucks feeling like a lot of work. They scaled back to something more low key, a mid-afternoon get together, but in the end it was basically a delicious potluck and we were the only ones who didn't bring anything. But we did share my parents with our friends and their children, and our friends' children with my parents, so hopefully that counts as some sort of contribution. But I guess now we know how to get out of bringing food next year.
Maybe it's presumptive, but I feel like there will definitely be a next year. We ate slow cooked pork and fruit and cupcakes, we hid well over 150 eggs in the front yard, and we enjoyed the sun on the porch on the warmest day of the year so far. Chocolate and trampolines and slinkies and stairsteps of children from Oscar on up.
Somehow Scarlett avoided my camera, as did the several other egg hunters and all the delicious food. Luckily, Emily filled in the blanks.
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