Easter is coming and more than anything else in the world, except for all the Lego Batman sets and the Lego Batman 3 WiiU game, my son wants an Easter Egg Hunt.
But wait! He hates eggs…hard boiled, over easy, sunny side up, any other way…he does not like eggs. He doesn’t want to eat them.
But he wants to hunt for them.
Because he wrote a letter to the Easter Bunny. And he is hoping for an Easter Egg Hunt.
We’ll discuss our failure as parents to make this child, living on the spectrum, who takes almost everything at face value…if the Easter Bunny is not real then is God really real later…or y’all can get in line behind this wonderful woman offering your sage advice on raising a child with special needs because you have already successfully done just that. Later.
Right now this kid wrote a most sincere letter to a bunny rabbit and is hoping for an Easter Egg hunt come Sunday morning..
So I consult Oh Mighty Pinterest and…
Of course I realize that this is an Easter Egg Hunt for your hubby...which serves to remind me that not only have I mom-failed but most definitely wife-failed too.
I’m taking this idea and working it for me, for my son, because it’s Easter and he believes in the Easter Bunny and he wants to hunt eggs.
Hunt eggs he shall!
You thought that I would make this easy?
It’s going to be fun. Really.
There will be New Testament talk too, I assure you…imagine any Big Bang Theory Penny ~ Sheldon dialogue and don’t judge…unless you are living a life on the spectrum too.
It’s his life, on his time, and it is more than okay.
The hunt will come in two days, as Easter Egg hunts do.