Happy Easter er'body! Easter is basically the most EPIC game of hide-and-seek. Every nanny loves hide-and-seek and I can tell you that I never look for the kids until they start getting bored. I've only temporarily misplaced a child once, and after that day we only played that game in house. Easter started with a boy that hid for 3 days scaring the shit out of his mom. Maybe if his mother only counted to 9 she could have prevented losing the child. Luckily JC dawg, returned from a nonliving sabbatical and prevented the mom's trip to social services or jail.
Although, it is a weird tradition. A bunny, let's call him Peter Cottontail, steals chicken eggs, dyes the eggs and finally hides them in your backyard. If you are lucky you will find all the eggs. Maybe you'll win a prize or be left with 45 inedible hard boiled bedazzled eggs. If you are unlucky, you will not be able to play with your neighborhood friends for a couple months because the smell of sulfur is potent 5 miles away. And it smells worse then when the local factory releases its nasty toxic gases. In my hometown we have Del Monte foods and the smell was so thick I can still taste it. And all this pain is all a result of your inability to play hide-and-seek. You will have no friends because you cannot find 4 or 5 of the eggs. If the Easter Bunny loves you, hopefully he upgraded to the plastic eggs that behold money or candy. I don't mean to brag, but the bunny loved my chubby cheeks. I never had to experience the horrid hardboiled tradition.
Jelly Beans & Hide-and-Seek Dreams.