Anyone that knows me in real life knows that I love a good tradition. Like many others, most of our traditions seem to be wrapped around holidays.
Today I was scrolling through Facebook and saw pictures that brought me back to a tradition from yesteryear.
The Egg Hunt at the Zoo. It’s today.
Although it was crowded and parking was a beast, I loved this one.
Everywhere you looked there were dressed up kids carrying baskets and parents carrying grande coffees, relieved it wasn’t pouring with rain.
During the younger years, it was great to watch the preschoolers filling their baskets. When the darling little girl wanted all of my son’s eggs, it was an awesome photo opportunity.
In addition to the actual hunt, we rode the merry-go-round, did arts and crafts, and took a picture with the Easter Bunny. Great Memories.
Sometimes traditions end…even if you don’t want them to.
Before long, my son didn’t like the crowds or the early trek into town. The noise and the constant activity in addition to the smells that are always part of a zoo were a lot for him. The final straw was the disappointment when the prizes were candy made with dairy.
It’s been a few years since we last did the egg hunt. Much of it, he doesn’t remember and the idea of it now is not appealing to him at all.
For those of you with little kids, enjoy the chaos and crowds of the egg hunts this weekend. All of it will be short lived. For those of you with older kids like me, enjoy your photos and the memories.