Sunday, April 24, 2011

Easter Hillbillies

My next door neighbor, Howard, mowed his lawn last week for the first time in four months.  I assumed it was because I threatened to call the city again.  Not so.  Today being Easter, they needed short grass for the egg hunt in the backyard, else it might have presented a challenge that required the kids to, I don't know, actually hunt for the eggs.  Instead, Moira led baby Eddie to each egg, pointed it out and then lowered him down so he could pick it up and put it in the basket she placed in front of him.  All the while, he kept falling down, which is more of a hazard than you might think since Alfalfa the dog had just done his business all over the egg patch.  Through it all, Howard was nowhere in sight.  Must be NASCAR day.

Happy Easter!!
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5 comments:

Tara Tyler said...

thanks for sharing - I needed an easter funny (hee hee)

Jeanne said...

Do you think the neighbors will be writing funny stories about you some day? They are just a wealth of information. Cute story. Love your humor.

Niki said...

hehe One year my mum hid the Easter eggs so well that none of us could find them and then she forgot where she put them. They still haven't been found to this day!

Travener said...

Hah!

Trisha said...

Hehehehe, thanks for the giggle!