My godson (& nephew) was out of town for Easter, so we didn’t have much to do. We are not overly religious people (both raised cafeteria Catholic), so the holiday surrounds this little guy and watching him pop open eggs that usually have some sort of small die cast car in them. This year is a little different – I packed his eggs full of Pokemon cards instead to give him at a later date.
As a substitution, we had my mom over for wine and a hangout sesh. We were initially going to watch Catching Fire (my mom is a recent Hunger Games addict), but just never got around to it. We had way too much catching up to do! It was nice and relaxing, as well as reassuring. No matter how old you are, it always feels nice to have your mom hold your hand and tell you things will be and are better. Am I right?