Easter Egg Hunt

Easter is coming up!

 

As a kid, I always looked forward to Easter.  My dad would make a treasure-hunt style Easter egg hunt, where each egg contained a little slip of paper that lead to the next egg, and finally to a basket filled with goodies.  As we got older, the domain of the eggs grew from in and around our house to, say, the neighbors pool.  The famous example is an egg that was thrown into the middle of a locked chain-link batting cage at the local elementary school a few blocks away.  We had to ride our bikes up there and figure out a way to get it out.  I think we used sticks or a broom or something to poke it to an edge so we could grab it.  Good memories, and almost certainly helped foster my attraction to puzzles.

 

And this year, I get to pass that tradition on!  I don't know if Allison quite has the IQ or the attention span to do a treasure hunt, but I'm going to give it a shot.  My plan is to start pretty basic.  I think I'm going to take a camera over to my parents house this week and take pictures of each egg hiding spot.  Then print out the pictures, put them in the eggs, and hide the eggs to match the locations of the pictures.  She'll probably need some hand-holding, but I'm really curious to see if she grasps the concept or not.  (Next year, it will be hexadecimal ASCII and semaphore flags.)

 

Speaking of IQ and development and stuff, Diana and I are constantly surprised by Allison's memory.  I guess we think that because she's illiterate that she somehow can't remember things, too.  So it's always a little bit of a shock when we go to a park that we haven't been to in weeks and she'll remember something about the last time we were there, like if she saw a dog or something.  This is probably obvious, but memory clearly develops much more quickly than other cognitive skills.  Go figure.