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It's a glorious day. After a week of grey and cold with plenty of rain, this seems worth celebrating in its own right. Sunny and warm, the perfect day to hide eggs and toys in the grass and watch the little girls running about. Shrieks and shouts as each finds a suprise, or what's funnier is the pointing and jumping when an egg is spotted in the tree. Neither can reach it, but they'll gather and crow underneath until a father or grandpa comes to take it down for them. Dinner was relatively easy, which comes as a refreshing surprise, and the drive was too short given the beauty of the day. This is an afternoon that's passing too quickly.