This year Pookie was finally old enough to understand egg hunting, and she took to it like a duck to water. Her eggs were full of candy, yogurt-covered raisins, hair clips, socks, wind-up toys, and Matchbox cars. We dyed eggs, we baked a coconut custard pie, we put on her frilly dress from Aunt Sherry and we had a big traditional Midwestern dinner at the neighbors’ house: ham, scalloped potatoes, green bean casserole, deviled eggs, relish tray, dinner rolls, strawberry pretzel salad, none of the classics were missing. Now we are home and all taking naps. Phew! Here’s to many happy Easters to come!