So it’s no wonder that local first-graders get a thrill the last day of school before Easter break. That’s the day of the Easter egg hunt on our front lawn. Mrs. Landers and her pupils are always very grateful that we welcome the ritual here, but the fact is that we have as much fun as the kids. Nancy gets to be a teacher again as she explains the boundaries of the hunt, and Dan plays photojournalist again, chasing after the kids with a camera as though they were his own. As usual, each child got plenty of eggs, and those that didn’t benefitted from those who shared. As usual, we expect the lawn mower to find the eggs that the kids didn’t.
Ever polite, Mrs. Landers’ pupils wrote thank you notes in advance. We got a kick out of them, especially the evidence that the class had a chat on Easter egg hunt manners. Three of them wrote, “We won’t mess with your flowers.” No need to worry; they never do.