Easter was last weekend, but James is still excited about getting together with his cousins at his grandparents' house.
He enjoyed the egg-citement of the hunt through the light rain and misty garden for the colourful plastic eggs. He still doesn't eat the candy, though. The Easter Bunny knows to fill the eggs for James' basket with cat cookies and little Ritz/peanut butter sandwiches.
What James has focused on (to the point of obsession) is the hide-and-go-seek games that came at the end of the afternoon, inside the house. He constantly wants to "tell the story of hide and seek." Breakfast, as soon as I pick him up from school. The afternoon hours until bedtime are punctuated with requests for hide-and-seek stories. It's his new bedtime routine.
So glad he's enjoying these social interactions. The focus and repetition, however, are a little wearing. I think I'm going to start trying to hide people on the ceiling and in the fridge next time I tell the story, to see what "happens."