Easter came early at our house this year. Without telling the kids, when they woke up Sunday morning, they each had a note from the Easter Bunny explaining that their baskets and eggs had been hidden. What was actually quite astonishing was that they woke up early, saw the notes, and quietly watched t.v. for about an hour before waking us up to ask if they could begin their hunt.I think they both know who the Easter Bunny is, but not a word was spoken and I'm pretty sure everyone just enjoyed the fact that knowing the facts didn't ruin the tradition.
We also celebrated at my in-laws. Ever since my husband and I have been dating, we have spent many a Sunday at his parents' house. Over the years the family has grown and things have always seemed to change. As the grandkids (or more specifically the grandsons) are getting older, they are trying to navigate their way around being together at a time when the age difference is more evident and finding common interests is more difficult.
But at the end of the day (literally and figuratively) the four grandkids managed to find a common ground. It was that of the swingset in the backyard...the one that their Grandma and Grandpa bought for them. The one that has four swings in a row. It is the perfect place to be close enough to your family, yet far enough away that you can talk and laugh and swing. A place where you can be cousins and friends and kids for one more Sunday.
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