Just Dance

After a week of the kids being in Long Grove with the Greens, we celebrated their homecoming with Easter in Saint Charles.  

It began with Mike and I scrambling to find enough egg hiding spots that would be safe from the dog, blocked from the cold wind, out of the mud, easy enough for the little ones, yet challenging enough for the older ones.

I've decided egg hiding's a task adults have to be in the right mood for it to be fun.  Or maybe just buzzed... either or.

But most importantly, we had dancing.

The performance was riveting; as evidenced by the cheering section.

Lots and lots of dancing.

Easter evening, Goose caught a rabbit.  As the kids watched him devour its intestinal system in the backyard, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Happy Easter!"