so one of these friends happens to have an awesome house. i call it "the ultimate boy house." it's a huge two-story, decorated beautifully -- yet somehow indestructibly. it has a pool. it has a football-sized backyard. and it is on a creek. bingo. bonus round. jackpot.
and, of course, they had an easter party.
the reason these children have next-to-nothing on is that they have just finished swimming. and because they are boys, they cannot be bothered by things such as clothes.
there are dozens upon dozens of eggs hidden all up and down the creekside.
the fun part, reminiscent of halloween: examining the loot.
it takes a while to go through so many eggs. it takes even longer because you must stop and eat the really good stuff.
this kid always has a mouthful of something. and it ain't carrots.
next, they invade the neighbor's marina.
these two take off, fast and furious, to some destination island that is nowhere in sight.
following behind is a canoe with some kids who are warned not to stand up.
and finally, the friendly neighborhood weatherman brings up the rear with his motorboat. this is definitely the one i would choose to be in. let a motor do the work, is what i say.
and they're off!
there is more fun to be had in the front yard with things such as roller blades, ripsticks, and electric scooters. this child -- my child -- has never in his life been on an electric scooter. and i swear the minute he set eyes on it, songbirds started to sing.
we kept trying to stop him. he would slow down, smile, and then zip off again. i am told, eight months in advance, that this is what he will be wanting for his next birthday. forget the party, he says, just get me this scooter.
happy easter.
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