Easter memory

Something funny. I was thinking about one Easter at JM’s neighbor’s house, where everyone was at that egg hunt, just reminiscing, and I was cleaning out — I mean, reorganizing (^.~;;) my closet and found my “Smile, Jesus loves you” beach ball. I was batting it around (heh, catty sounding) and I just now realize, ‘Hey, I got this ball from that one Easter.’ Very interesting coincidence, no?