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Many of my friends spend the night before Easter much like the night before Christmas…  getting their house ready for the early morning magic madness of making memories.

The kids will wake up early and hunt like scavengers (read as… there will be fights) for those baskets of colored eggs.

Baskets, undoubtedly overstuffed with love and filled with traditional tot treats of jellybeans, yellow marshmallow peeps (still trying to guess what food group they land in?) solid chocolate bunnies, and classic signs of spring: sidewalk chalk and bubbles.

Those same friends will be pulling tangled Easter grass from the vacuum cleaner for months; they’ll find dusty jellybeans lost behind the couch, gone unnoticed until someone finds one and tries to eat it.

Those same friends will be wiping chocolate from faces, furniture, and all household fixtures for days.  The signs of Easter morning last longer than the basket raid.

They just don’t last long enough.

 The signs…

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