This is a precious month, the gateway to summer when you slather on the sun screen and roast as you cook hotdogs on a grill for all the teenagers in the neighborhood.
I hope everyone had an amazing Easter, lots of family and gratitude, joyous singing, and weird painted eggs hidden behind bushes, and will the kids eat them? No breakfast before the hunt, that’s always my best advice and skip the hard-boiled eggs, just little bunny chocolates, preferably solid, not hollow, always a bummer to a kid.
