Yesterday morning I was at the White House for an historic Washington tradition – the President’s annual Easter Egg Roll.
I went with a good friend and her young son, traipsing through the morning mist along the Ellipse and, after waiting in several lines and security checks, eventually onto the South Lawn.
Attending a White House event these days is a little like a trip to the airport.
We followed along as my friend’s son took part in a variety of activities, starting with the famous Easter Egg Rolling Race itself. The race is a more recent tradition, started in 1974 using spoons from the White House kitchen and eggs hard boiled by White House chefs.
It basically involves pushing an egg with a wooden spoon through the grass to the finish line.
Trust me, not as easy as it sounds.