Simple Gifts
“Daddy, come outside and see my piñata,” my
nine-year old exclaimed Sunday afternoon.
After a long, full morning at church on Easter Sunday we then spent
several hours with my mother who was recovering from knee surgery. Finally home, it was nice to just crash for a
while.
Dawson led me outside to see his latest
creation. My creative boy had drilled
holes into four of his remaining Easter eggs and strung them together with
yarn. 
“Help me find a place to hang these in the woods and
we can have a piñata!”
We searched together through the woods and decided
upon the tree that is attached to our tree house. After securing the yarn, we instantly had a
bright and colorful yard game. Dawson
grabbed a long PVC pipe, and I snatched one of my long-sleeve shirts.