So Easter is less than two weeks away. Breathe. It’s okay that you completely forgot there even was an Easter and have no ideas whatsoever about what to get the kids or what to bring to your aunt’s and, omg, they didn’t schedule a hockey game for Easter freaking morning, did they?! Or, you know, whatever it is you’re stressing about. That was just a wild guess.
Easter means, Winter’s last snow, more times than not, and coughs and colds and sniffles. New running shoes and spring jackets and rolling up my sleeves for a good spring clean. Fish and chips on Good Friday. Lots and lots of chocolate. Bunnies. Spring chicks and ducklings, too, but mostly bunnies.