"Grrr!"
At least we had sweet treats to tide us over until the Reds finally put a hurtin' on Jude's toothless Cubbies.
We did witness an Easter miracle when Cubs first baseman Anthony Rizzo made the worst defensive play in the history of organized baseball. Rizzo fielded cleanly a routine ground ball off the bat of Red center fielder Billy Hamilton, trotted the few paces to step on the bag in order to retire "BH6" on a force out but the Cincinnati speedster beat Rizzo to first base. This was simultaneously hilarious and horrific. Immediately following the play, I textified Jude a cheerful Easter Sunday message; Anthony Rizzo hates life!
Funny, but I never heard back from Jude.
All this foregoing exuberance served as preamble to the traditional Easter egg hunt. First, there was the explanation of Rules of Engagement.
The Disney XD Girls were unimpressed with my litany of regulations. And then they were off!
Big Brother Lou bravely waded hip-deep into the furious action, filming the spectacle with some sort of tablet device. All very high tech. My sister-in-law Alison (at right) closely inspects my devious efforts at hiding the colorful prizes. The girls were forced to range far and wide:
At the conclusion of the hunt, it was time to pose for the ceremonial Easter photograph next to the Easter Egg Tree [note: it's not actually a tree].
Somewhere around here I have a photograph of me and Lou standing next to this same flora, wearing our Sunday finest, from an Easter now long-past (probably circa 1974). Would've made for an interesting contrast of Easter Sundays, 40 years apart..... had I been able to locate the photo.
Next on the agenda was an early-bird dinner, followed by dessert. In what is fast becoming a new family holiday tradition, each of the Disney XD Girls bakes/decorates their own cake.
Twice the holiday cake? Yes, please!
At the end of the evening, as everybody began to mosey for the exit, Alison asked the girls Don't forget to bring your leftover cakes to which I voiced a loud statement of protest. Luckily for all parties involved, I was granted a generous portion cake.
Long before the evening drew to a conclusion, my youngest niece set about cutting flowers for an Easter bouquet:
She was quite proud of her efforts!
My Dear Elderly Mother is loathe to have her photograph taken, so I must do so surreptitiously. And often in bad light.
Here she shares a funny conversation with Lou at the kitchen table after dinner.
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