My wife and a just over a half-dozen women in her family, nieces and sisters-in-law at my mother-in-law's house, just finished preparing all of the eggs and surprises for tomorrow, right after attending church services with my mother-in-law's grandchildren and great-grandchildren, as has been the tradition at the same house since my in-laws moved there in 1957. Me, I've been too dutiful checking up on you-all in this cubbyhole of mine. But tomorrow I'll make it up to mine own two grandkids, Sebastian and Abigail, ages ten and four. Life is good, as Donovan can attest.
