Easter bunnies don't always wear their floppy ears

Am I too old for Easter egg hunts?

Why is it children have the drive to spend countless hours searching for little chocolate eggs and hollow chocolate bunnies? Perhaps it's their inability financially to purchase those treats. As an adult, I can just grab one of the shelf and pay for it.

And yet ... there is a certain delight in finding hidden treasures.

The Easter egg hunt is one tradition my family has not yet given up, even though the three of us have long since grown up and moved out of the family home.

Mostly, it's an obsession for my father who spends just as many hours plotting where to hide the chocolate as we do searching. He finds a twisted delight in watching us feel under countertops, clang through pots and scrutinize book shelves.

Past years have seen him tape it under the kitchen island, wedge it under the La-Z-Boy couch and hide it between two stacked frying pans.

And so when my mom visited this week, she decided to continue the tradition and hid my treats in my apartment. But fortunately, my mom is not the goal-oriented Easter bunny my father is and hid them in relatively easy spots: a TV stand drawer and the back of one of my closet shelves.

Easy peasy. And yet, initially, I sighed (internally) at the thought of seeking the chocolates out and figured I'd opt to just happen upon them instead of an active search.

To be honest, in the end, I did peek around for the treats ... and found them. So, I suppose, I'm not too old for an Easter egg hunt after all.