Amy filled some plastic eggs with goodies and I hid them around the living room for Ezra to go on a quick indoor Easter egg hunt before church on Easter Sunday, ending with a gift from grandpa and grandma: his first tricycle.

He had a lot of fun with that, although he seemed a bit confused about being told about the Resurrection of Christ, which I think he may have associated with the elevator at church or something. Will probably have to instruct him in more complex theology later.