On Sunday afternoons our family can usually be found congregated at Mom and Dad’s. As I walk in the door my mom shouts “You have to do that easter egg hunt today, the kids won’t stop talking about it!” You might be thinking, “An easter egg hunt, but it’s June?!”. And you would be right to gasp at this blatant rebellion against seasonally appropriate games, but after the hunt ended I decided that this is a perfect off-season tradition. In truth, the idea came to me upon learning that my mom had two boxes of candy filled eggs left over. My younger sister, Ashley, is in town this week from North Carolina and I quickly recruited her to help hide the eggs, trying to make it challenging but not too challenging as the youngest “hunter” was three and a half years old. I shook my head in disapproval as Ashley cracked open a few eggs she was supposed to be hiding to steal the smarties that were hidden inside. The kids spilled out of the door and we gave the thumbs up. The boys combined forces, but were still no match for my seven year old niece. I think the final count was somewhere around 35 to 12 and undoubtedly there are eggs left hidden that will likely be found in some unintentional way later this summer.
The day rolls on, and at one point we’re sitting inside when my Dad said “You like taking pictures of leafy things, wanna see a leaf that’s like an elephant’s ear?” Of course I do, so we walk outside along the side of the house and he shows me a Catalpa tree, and the leaves are huge and I tell my Dad he looks very smart in glasses.