When was the last time that you received an Easter Basket or went hunting for eggs? For me it was probably in fourth or fifth grade, at least when the whimsy was still there. So, it’s been quite a few years for me and most likely you too.
Yesterday we had friends that came to spend the night. As supper was finishing up, my husband and I were told that there was an Easter basket hidden for each of us in our yard, along with 48 eggs. The challenge: find your basket and then go after the eggs. If you found the other person’s basket and said something, then you were done.
I must admit that after everything that has gone on the past few months, this was a really nice surprise. Off we went, and that whimsical feeling returned. Suddenly I remembered how exciting it was to try to get the most eggs and see what was in my basket. Admittedly, the baskets were filled with much different items than when we were kids. My husbands–a flashlight, beer, a bottle holder and a lot of candy. Mine contained a spatula, candy, large chocolate rabbit and the best thing of all, was a small, wooden sign. It read, “Swearing because sometimes gosh darn and meanie head just don’t cover it.” That is appropriate here.
We did find all 48 eggs and probably could have a sugar high for at least a week. It wasn’t the material items that made the magic. It was getting to feel like a kid again. Imagining racing for the eggs before anyone else could get them. The memories and getting to reminisce on the age of innocence; that was precious. We needed a dose of childhood again.
Being an adult has its perks but so does being a child. For thirty minutes yesterday, we got to be children again and it was delightful. We also happen to have quite a few rabbits running around here. Last week I was mentioning that ‘Peter Cottontail’ and four of his friends were running laps around a bush in our yard.
For a child, it is moments like these that we remember; also, for adults. We all need to take time to enjoy the view from the youngest generation. There is plenty of time to be an adult…