(Grandpa Rick & Cody)
The Saturday before Easter we were tending our two grandsons, Connor (10 yrs) and Cody (4 yrs). Their parents had taken their sister Lauren (8 yrs) to her first session of General Conference. It has become a tradition when their kids get baptized to attend a session.
Anyway....the boys were dropped off at about 8:30 a.m.
Grandpa (Rick) had a haircut appointment at 9:00 a.m. On his way home at about 9:20 a.m., Grandpa noticed that at Centerville City Park they were having an Easter egg hunt at 9:30 am.
He called me and I quickly got the boys ready (including bags for egg collection)
and he picked us up and we raced to the park (of course getting behind the slowest drivers).
We parked at about 9:35 a.m. and by the time we arrived...it was over. OVER!
Not an egg to be had.
There were hundreds of kids with what seemed to be thousands of eggs
and not one, no, not one egg for the boys!
It was very cold with a little skiff of snow on the ground
so we dragged ourselves back to the car to get warm.
As we were pulling out Cody says: "Grandpa...that was not fun".
It struck a funny cord and Rick & I laughed and laughed all the while
with Cody saying, "what's so funny?".
So, Grandpa owed them.
We took them to Walmart and let them choose a toy around $5.00.
Luckily every Easter Grandpa (Rick) does host a grandkids Easter egg hunt at our house.
It was so cold and wet outside that he hid the candy filled eggs in the basement.
For a few minutes it is utter mayhem, but the kids love it.
And this time we weren't late!