I have always thought that it would be great to celebrate holidays the day after everyone else does. Boxing Day sales as Christmas shopping. Discounted valentine's and easter chocolates.
Fast forward to today. Yet another Easter worked, but my daughter had the Easter Bunny come while I was there. So after the holiday passes, I buy discounted candy, and I set up an Easter egg hunt for when my daughter returns. A few of the chocolate eggs are displaced by my Calico in the night, but for the most part, it is a fun event, doubly challenging amongst the tax papers and unfolded laundry, but just as exciting as an original hunt! This makes me very happy, and we don't even talk about the fact that neither of us have talked about the Easter Bunny's involvement. So I go to kitchen to make lunch, and am told not to come out of the kitchen until I'm told. Nancy Drew isn't allowed out either, but five cans of her cat food disappear. When it's time to leave the kitchen, I find my daughter has reversed roles, and made an Easter egg hunt for me, and my cat!
What a delight to have such an amazing kid, who gave me her leftover Christmas candy, candy melts and marshmallows, to make an adventure I haven't had since I was a kid! Merci ma poule!
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