The Prentious Blogs

What adult doesn’t remember the excitement of Easter?  My memories of this special holiday are filled with thoughts of colored eggs, chocolates, new clothes, Sunday services, and most importantly, the Easter Bunny.  My dad always put on a costume and hopped out from behind the barn.  All of us knew it was him, but we played along.  Secretly we were afraid if we didn’t pretend we thought it was the real guy, he would stop doing it.  Those years are long past, but now we are making different memories with our kids.  I only hope we can make their childhoods as memorable and eventful as ours were.