I anticipate the first Spring egg before the children. The leaves begin to uncurl, the Sun teases me with a little warmth in its light, I begin to daydream about the possibilities in the year ahead.
And I know that it will soon be time.
I check every day or so.
Quietly, when the children aren't looking. Then when I'm sure it's close I encourage them to check.
And the delight. It's pure magic.
Especially when big brother is at school & it's the first time you've found the egg alone.