When I first started dating Steven, we spent Easter at his Grandmother's (Granny). One of the things I liked best was the wiffle ball they played in the big yard. It was kids and adults alike.
When we started having our own Easter, we carried the tradition on. I love it and so do the kids. They like seeing their parents run the bases. There are other fun things like Easter egg hunts and the scavenger hunts but the wiffle ball is my favorite. Rain or shine (or snow one year) old and young, we all try and play. If you can't play you are a captive audience on the sideline cheering. For me to like this has nothing to do with my skill. I am so bad. I'd include a short video taken one year, but it is the story of my life when it comes to sports and I still can't stand it.