When the kids were small, we hid their Easter baskets in the house and left them clues as to where they should look. Because they were so young, the clues were just pictures of things – like the washing machine, beds, and couches. Of course, we made sure the clues made them run up and down the stairs more than once.
Once the kids were old enough to read, we started writing silly poems as clues. When our daughter turned 16, it occurred to us that she could drive and the search area was greatly expanded. Late at night, on Easter Eve, we would drive all over town hiding clues in the parks, cemeteries, schools, or any place else we could think of. Once, we hid the basket in the trunk of her car, but we made her drive all over town before the final clue led her to her car. We didn't think we could get away with that one more than once, so we adjusted the strategy. We wrote the clues that led to a restaurant where we would meet for breakfast.
When the kids got to college, we thought we were done, but the kids still thought the game was fun. They insisted we keep doing it. They even brought friends home from college to experience a Tannenbaum's Easter Egg Hunt. This year, even though the guest list remains small, I think I'll spice things up and give Tannenbaum's Sweet Habanero Sauces!
The moral of the story is be careful what you do because you may have started a tradition.
Stay innovative friends! – Harvey Tannenbaum