Anyone who knows me personally may know that the Pollards do not belong to what is called a typical family. We don't go to church on Easter morning and it's been years since we've cooked a formal Easter dinner.No, the last few years have been all about family softball games on Easter Sunday. So we gather with my quirky, extended family at the sports park for bbq hot dogs, cold beers, an egg hunt for the youngsters, and a highly comical softball game played by the adults.
This year was picture perfect (see right) when a relative brought her bunny, named Turtle, to hippity-hop in the shaded grass. Bobby, who has been bugging me for a pet bunny, happily spent the afternoon chasing Turtle around the park. The adults managed to survive a fun game of softball with no major injuries--last year one suffered two black eyes and a near-broken nose--so all is well.
After regrouping at my house, we called five different pizza places to order our Easter dinner. All in all, a perfect holiday for our bunch!
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Your outdoor day sounds like a great Easter holiday! And what a perfect name for a bunny -- Turtle! Sounds like a fantastic character/pet for a book, too! We used to have a bunny "toastie" and he'd tug at the carpet strands or try to munch through wires...but he was pottie trained and would use the kitty litter box, so he could run around the house. He was so cute!
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