After the late morning church service, Lucy hustled her five children home for lunch. Arriving, she was surprised to hear her husband, Charles, awake and cooking. The oldest three children- Laura, Ben and Rebecca, rushed off to the kitchen having hardly taken off their coats and shoes.
Lucy listened to their excited voices and questions as she struggled with the twins in the hallway. Finally getting the two, three year old boys, Charlie and Joshua out of their coats and boots, she let them loose and started taking off her own things.
‘It’s the monsters!’ she heard her husband calling out.
The twins burst into giggles and squeals with added shouts of ‘daddy, no no tickles!’
Lucy smiled, despite feeling exhausted, went to join her family in the kitchen.
‘How does everyone want their eggs?’ Charles was asking.
The children shouted up with suggestions, included fried, boiled and chocolate.
Laughing, Lucy called over them all to go and set the table. With some moaning the children left, Laura and Rebecca dragging the twins away. Lucy hugged and kissed her husband.
‘What are you doing up?’ she asked.
He shrugged, ‘I couldn’t sleep anymore, so I thought I’d help with starting dinner and making breakfast.’
Lucy looked at the pots on the stove and the collection of vegetables on the work top.
They kissed again then whispering Lucy said ‘I set up the egg hunt. Though it’s meant to rain soon.’
‘I don’t think they’ll care,’ Charles muttered back.
Lucy smiled and leaned into him. The kettle boiled and letting each other go, they started making breakfast and finishing the preparation for an Easter day feast.