Sometimes it's exhausting being the oldest cousin, but sometimes it's a ton of fun
Predictably, Easter was chaotic. There was an Easter Egg Hunt at Uncle Peter's house, since he's got the biggest back yard. Most of the kids decided I was too old to play, which is fine, but one of the really little ones (he's four this year) asked for my help. He gave me one of his Cadbury creme eggs to say thank you.
Of course, all the adults overbought on candy. So once they did a final sweep of the back yard to get all the unfound eggs, they dumped all the left over candy in a huge bag and handed it over to me so the kids don't find it and go nuts.
I might put some of it in a bowl on the counter at work, for customers with kids. But I might keep most of it to myself.
Thor got a stuffed bunny for Easter. I was a little worried he'd tear it apart within ten minutes, but he carries that thing around by the back of its neck like it's his baby. He's very, very gentle with it and looks worried whenever I pick it up to put it in his toy box. I guess this one is sticking around.