Virg realized this year that Easter is a lot about building character through the lesson of patience. Egg dying is a perfect example. Step 1: You wait for the eggs to boil. Step 2: You wait for the eggs to cool. Then, when you think it's finally time to get the show rolling, Step 3: you plop the eggs in cups of dye and wait some more. Another example, Easter Day delays. It starts first thing in the morning, when you hurry up to get dressed so you can go downstairs and find what the Easter Bunny left for you, but first you need to wait for brother so you can both find your baskets at the same time, and then pause for the requisite commemorative photo before you can actually touch the basket. Same story for Easter dinner. Hurry up, wash hands and get to the table, but hold on, you can't touch any of the mouth-watering dishes until you pose for a variety of family photos. By the time Virg got to the Easter egg hunt (which, of course, required waiting until all the eggs were hidden in the garden), he had had enough. Waiting was no longer an option, and Virg vacuumed up those plastic eggs like a Hoover on a sugar high. It took all of about 45 seconds and the egg hunt was over. Virg - 16, Emmett - 3. But not to worry. By next year, Emmett will have honed his egg hunting skills and, as he will be just as sick of waiting as Virg, he is sure to give Virg a run for his eggs.
Virg and Emmett find interesting things to do with markers (which don't include coloring their Easter pictures) while waiting for the eggs to dye.
Virg, posing dutifully for the official Easter morning photo prior to digging into his Easter basket.
Wait for it, wait for it. Hands off the food until we're done with pictures. Nobody blink.
Virg is just a blur as he speeds through the Easter egg hunt in record time.
