Youth flys by us so fast that we only get a dozen or so Easter Egg hunts in life. In a blink of an eye all of a sudden instead of finding and hunting Easter eggs you are the person who hides them. Oh I wish I could go back in time not for looking for eggs but hiding them. One happy memory I have was when my daughter was 5. The egg hunt was cancelled due to rain. She went to bed so sad. As she slept I hid eggs all over our condo. As she awoke I whispered the Easter bunny came inside honey, there are eggs all over the house. Her squeals and laughter while hunting I never will forget.