Did the Easter Bunny come to your house?
He came to mine. Well, sorta.
We went to visit family and Bunny came to our hotel room.
Try selling that one to your kids. They did somehow buy that the Easter Bunny knocked on our door in the middle of the night and my husband and I let him in carrying baskets full of Star Wars and Spider-Man stuff.
It’s believable, right?
Anyway, it was a lovely weekend with egg hunts, nice weather, pleasant conversation and great food.
Over the span of two days we managed to feast on hickory-smoked ribs, steakburgers and a prime rib roast.
I think our get-together was just an excuse for my brother-in-law to do some big-time cooking. He’s fantastic! He had the grill, the oven AND the smoker going the whole time.
They have a new baby who got lots of kisses and did lots of sleeping.
Hey, that’s what the holidays are all about.
Hope your weekend was fabulous, too!
