Eggy Madness

This is madness.

Today, I paid a visit to Jeffersonville park. I was greeted by a dirty creek, and a crudload of candy filled, plastic, pastel eggs. I was at my church easter egg hunt. My family was supposed to hide eggs, but we got there late and had to wait until the hunts were over to leave. So about an hour stuck in a small park. I had two friends there so we played GET AS MUCH DIRTY WATER ON EACH OTHER WITH LARGE ROCKS (?) AND STYROFOAM  CUPS in the creek. Good game. You should play it sometime. Let me explain the scene; (cold) water almost everywhere; rocks flying into a creek bed; and three soaked middle schoolers with small cups filled with water attached to long sticks. In other words, a bunch of crazy wet guys running around with muck covered twigs. But easter isn't always a bunch of sugar filled wet dudes, it's about how our savior overcame death for us. It's a time for rejoicing (and maybe getting a little wet).