Auntie Easter

Today a package arrived in the mail from my parents. But actually (or so I believe) the items inside came from my Aunt Karen. Every year (well, for the last three or four, anyway) my aunt has invited all her great-nieces and great-nephews to her house for an Easter-egg hunt. She also supplies Easter baskets full of goodies for each of these kids. And this is not a small family we're talking about. There are at least 20 of these great-nieces and -nephews.

And for those that can't make it to her house, she still purchases Easter stuff and sends it to those of us who now live far away.

As a young mom with lots of kids and little time or money, I am so very grateful for her kindness. And the kids adore the attention, too. (Though we do miss the egg hunt with its accompanying BBQ. Wish we could be there this year.)

So here is my public thanks to my aunt. We love you, Aunt Karen, though I think we are going to have to start calling you Auntie Easter instead. (hee hee hee)