Best Egg Hunt Ever

March 22, 2008 @ 09:18 PM • Comments (14)

For as long as I can remember, my family has made it a tradition to have an egg hunt at Easter. We always use plastic eggs filled with candy, and my dad always leaves a trail of clues leading from one location to the next. These clues are always rhyming poems, and they always get increasingly difficult from year to year. In fact, there were several times during this year's search when I turned to my brother and whispered, "I think Dad is on crack. This doesn't make ANY. FREAKING. SENSE."

Of course, they all make sense now, but there were a number of brain cramps along the way.

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I Hate Peeps

Clue:
Here Idols sing for / Mom so sweet / And you'll find candy / Just take a seat

Location:
The padded bench in my parents' bedroom where my mom and I watch American Idol every week.

The Cement Floor Has Never Looked So Classy

Clue:
A yard apart / Sit fire and ice / Peek at the moon / Find something nice

Location:
Between the freezer and the furnace in the basement, sitting beneath the telescope.

Don't Ask About the Telephone Cord...

Clue:
Stuff goes here / To be seen once more / Dig down deep / For treasure galore

Location:
Recycling bin in my father's study.

Real Nice, Dad

Clue:
You rocked here / When you were little / You had no hair / But lots of spittle

Location:
Rocking chair. *sigh* I almost didn't post this one. My parents were cracking up about "spittle" for like twenty minutes straight.

Jealous Kitty

Clue:
Like a big red dog / Or Christmas pet / Search beneath the wheel / And a treasure get

Location:
Under the steering wheel in the van, which we almost named "Clifford" (because it's red) but instead named "Kia Pet" (because I foolishly mentioned that Kia sounded like Chia).

Dizzy Bunny

Clue:
I like to spin / I like to hop / Find a bunny / Beneath my top

Location:
Washing machine. I couldn't get this one at first, and then my mom piped in saying, "I know what's taking her so long! I'll explain when she's done." My dad told her she was being cruel. I then realized that it must be a cleaning product that I don't use very often. Thanks, Mom.

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Do you still have Easter egg hunts? Or do you do something even more awesome? If so, please let me know. I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to decode my father's insanity.

seven
seven

That sounds like fun. We've always had to look for our Easter baskets. My parents hide them the night before, and on Easter morning (usually after church these days) we search the house for them.

Ren
Ren

I'm jealouse...

Blindsquirrel
Blindsquirrel

This is one of the coolest egg hunt ideas I've ever seen. Kudos to your father and his insanity!

Jamie
Jamie

Aw I'm so jealous! We're not doing anything and I haven't done an egg hunt in forever.

Edwin Allen
Edwin Allen

This is one of the ten raddest things I've read/seen all year. Yr dad is way creative/inventive, and seems to have found a way to maintain his child-like innocence in the face of a many times cranky adulthood.
The most original/unique holiday tradition in my family is when my dad reads his own vivid and existential short story reimagining of the Christmas story/the birth of jesus around Christmas time. It's an admittedly good piece of writing that he insists on trying to read every year. He then has to be relieved of said reading by someone else every year because he cannot stop weeping after about the second or third paragraph.
P.S. I'm really feeling the slash today, and I don't know why.

golfwidow
golfwidow

This is probably the main reason I had to give up Judaism. Not only did I never get an Easter basket when I was a kid, this time of year's treats consist not of chocolate or Peeps, but of matzah. Nom nom nom. Not.

Thursday's Child
Thursday's Child

We stopped doing easter egg hunts a number of years ago. They were always fun when we did them, though.

The clue to clue game wasn't an easter tradition, but dad would do that with Christmas presents. It was always extravagant. Rather than just having to look around the house, he'd have stuff at his office, or his parent's house, or any number of other places we'd have to keep in mind with the clues. We stopped doing that a number of years ago, too.

Jenn
Jenn

Your dad is awesome! Our egg hunts were never this fun :)

MajalisBlooms
MajalisBlooms

My family did the egg hunt, but it was not nearly as entertaining as this!

And I couldn't help but notice the comment over the first picture... You hate Peeps? Seriously?

Rachelskirts
Rachelskirts

seven: That's my favorite kind of tradition. :)

Ren: lolz. "jealouse." Still one of the funniest parts of the internet.

Blindsquirrel: I'll be sure to pass the message along! He seems to get quite a kick out of it, so I'm sure he'll be glad to know other people appreciate his madness, too. :)

Jamie: Next year, we'll totally have to do a Chicago Bloggers Egg Hunt. I'm sure I can rope my dad into making some sweet clues for us!

Edwin Allen: To be fair, I started the slash madness by using them to break up the lines in my dad's poems. Perhaps you subconsciously fell in love with them because of that. :) Also, yes, both of my parents have maintained their childlike humor and innocence well into adulthood. I love them for it. :) That story by your dad sounds really interesting. I hope you blog more about that this Christmas!

golfwidow: Bummer! My mom is such a huge chocoholic that I don't think she could bear to block out any part of a holiday that involves candy. I don't know exactly how my parents managed to squish in the Easter bunny and Jesus in one neat explanation, but they did. And oh, am I thankful. I could not live without those Hershey's Eggs.

Thursday's Child: Neat idea. Lame that you don't do it anymore, though. I will cry if we ever stop this Easter tradition.

Jenn: I always go into these Easter egg hunts all cranky because they're taking up my Sims 2 time, but they're so ridiculous that I can't keep from laughing after the first clue. As I said to Jamie, we totally need to do a Chicago Bloggers Egg Hunt next year. It'll be a blasty-blast!

MajalisBlooms: The only thing Peeps are good for is microwaving. Honestly. I stopped eating them after one bite many years ago. Now my parents just put them in my Easter basket to be funny.

Joy @ Big Time Fancy
Joy @ Big Time Fancy

This is REALLY effing cute of your parents. Mine are all, "Here's a bag of Snickers. Go to town."

Nat
Nat

Now that is a cool arse egg hunt. I still run around after the easter bunny has hidden eggs all around except this year mum got all the eggs I found due to the whole recent not able to eat chocolate thing. Damn lactose intolerance. :(

JB
JB

Your parents absolutely rock.

skcitygirl
skcitygirl

so this was pretty much amazing. i wish my parents were that creative!!! i loved it!