Over the weekend, Iain enjoyed an easter egg hunt with his friends Sam and Paul (and their little brother, Matthew). The boys live at the very edge of a mountain, with wilderness above them. So layered into the terraces they found toy eggs and chocolate eggs.
When I was little, I never successfully completed easter egg hunts. I was that kid who got frustrated halfway through because the bigger kids got all the eggs. Iain had no such problem. He saw, he grabbed, he filled his basket.
Then everyone raced back to the lunch table to eat ridiculous amounts of chocolate. And yes, it was long past Easter. But since none of the egg hunters celebrates Easter...I don't think it matters so much.
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