Sorry about the lack of commentary last week, and my lateness this week. I've started a statistics class in my quest for my degree, and whew...it's very intense! However, having completed the second of six weeks now, I can say I'm feeling pretty much okay about the class and will be getting a B (I hope!)

That being said, on to this week's commentary.

Every year, I entertain the idea that I should take my kids to one of those Easter Egg hunts sponsored by local community centers or churches. But I never do. I have often been appalled at the behavior I've seen from both children and adults at these events. It sems the goal is to get as many eggs as possible , run over as many other children as possible, and leave with that smug "I-got-the-most-eggs" look. All this, wrapped around one of the holiest church holidays of the year. I've always had horrible visions of my kids at these types of events, being run over by greedy children and adults, and leaving with nothing in their baskets.

So, once again this year, I resisted the urge to go to one of these hunts with my kids. When we arrived for church Sunday morning, the children were scheduled to have an Easter egg hunt during their Sunday school time. Again, I worried. Before the hunt, the pastor's wife, a lovely woman, sat all the kids down and talked to them about the hunt. She explained that there were plenty of eggs for everyone, and that we should go with our children for the hunt. Then they set the kids loose! It was fun, I followed my daughter as she found egg after egg, as did all of the children around her. It didn't take long before her basket was full, and there were still eggs to be found! Indeed, there were plenty of eggs for everyone.

What really surprised me about my kids, who were both with me, is that once they had two or three eggs themselves, they began pointing out eggs to other children who were with them. My daughter, at least three times, picked up an egg and handed it to another child who didn't have as many eggs as she did! To say I was shocked is an understatement!

I guess all my worry about whether or not I'm raising my children right is really unnecessary. I have obviously raised children who believe in some sort of fairness and they both seem to have the ability to share. I was so proud of them, I could've cried. All those times my kids did things that I was ashamed of or upset about, and on this, a day when I expected greed from all children, including my own, they surprised me. They aren't such bad kids after all!

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So, I don't think I'll stop worrying, and I don't think I'll stop teaching them to do what is right. But I am sure going to remind them about how proud I am of their behavior.

On another note, it's interesting what my four-year-old is learning in school these days. The other day, we were driving somewhere, and she and my son were in the back seat. She said, "You can't see him, but Jesus is sitting right here on the seat next to me." I agreed with her, and then she said, "And he's not even wearing his seatbelt!"

LOL