Happy Easter

Happy Easter!  OK, so it is a week late, but since we were in Boston last Sunday, we planned to celebrate Easter with my parents today.  We "left a note" for the Easter Bunny before we left to let him know that he would have to hide the eggs last night.  He was very agreeable and today we woke up to find 48 eggs hidden  around the house.  It was a first for the Heinisch family this year as Cal and Brett did not help us dye the eggs  for our hunt.  Brett decided that since he had turned eighteen he no longer would be participating in this family tradition, and once Cal found out Brett had bailed on us, he agreed that fourteen was too old as well.

Nevertheless, Meg, Cam and I had fun preparing for the event.  We watched "It's the Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown" before our trip to put us in the mood.  Peppermint Pattie's quote, "Marcie, you made egg soup!" was said several times while we were getting our PAAS cups ready.  The music was turned off, so we could listen to the colored tablets fizz as they mixed with the vinegar.  Even though the boys did not help, we still colored four dozen eggs and had a great time doing it.  Rubber bands were wrapped around several eggs in intricate design to make an interesting pattern.  We tried the glitter egg packets this year as well as the regular.  None of us were impressed, so we will try something else next year.  One egg had "Cam is awesome" written on it, and one was adorned with the phrase "Cam's a chump."  

At first Cal had said he didn't want to hunt for eggs on "Easter" morning, but once he saw us dying them, the overly competitive Heinisch was all in.  He even let us know that he had helped us out earlier by dying all of the eggs white and writing on them with white crayon for us.  Thus, Sunday morning all four Heinisch children were up and ready for the hunt.  (Brett would have passed on the tradition, but the other three insisted.)  As the race began, we wondered if this was the year that Cal would lose his egg hunting title, but alas for the fourteenth year in a row, he was the first to find all twelves of his eggs first.  

My parents joined us for Easter dinner.  Doug is a great cook and we all enjoyed his potatoes, ham and  scrambled eggs.  Mom added desserts and several other side dishes, and all left the table happy and full.  The last lone egg was found several hours after the morning hunt began and the dinner dishes were put away.  As is a Heinisch family tradition, all forty-eight eggs were tossed into our wooded lot out back for the raccoon and opossum to enjoy.  All in all, it was a great Easter celebration, even if was delayed.