Wayne and I had a wonderful Easter with our children and grandchildren.  As anticipated, the annual Macomber Easter egg hunt was a huge success.  The start of the Boston marathon could not rival the kids running out the front door in search of the hidden eggs.  I hid the grand prize, a special egg containing a $10 bill.  Five-year-old Isaiah echoed the thoughts of every grandchild when he said, “Grandma, I could really use ten bucks.” 

Our Easter egg hunt was on Saturday this year, which was extra good planning on our part as we had beautiful weather—sunny but cold.  Sunday turned out to be constant rain. 

And the finder of the special egg?  Granddaughter Bailey!  Congratulations, sweetheart!  It was so much fun to see all the cousins together, just like my childhood in Yakima when I spent holidays with my cousins.