Easter, No. 3

The last "session" of Easter was on General Conference weekend in Salt Lake. My parents had put off celebrating until the whole family could be together, so we got to have a third event. We dyed eggs again, had the Anderson traditional "special breakfast" ("Campbell-ed" eggs and breakfast/coffee cake with double the sugar topping and icing glaze--too sweet for Jason), and did a final egg hunt while still watching both conference sessions on Sunday. It's amazing the kids weren't tired of it by then! (Yeah right!) Probably the funnest tradition that happens every year, despite my mother's best efforts, is the ONE egg that isn't found until hours, days, or even weeks later (don't worry, these are candy-filled plastic eggs). This time my brother Barry got stuck with the "lost" egg. What a great time of year!