Years ago when we lived in Washington DC, my nephew worked at the White House. One of the special perks of working there was to invite family members to the annual Easter Egg Hunt- you don’t have to wait in the enormous line!
I went with 3 of my little kids.At one point, the Secret Service was clearing the way for President and Mrs. Clinton to get to a small stage to speak. My son Peter disappeared;he was 4 years old. When President Clinton got to the stage he said “does anyone know who this little boy belongs to?” and of course,that was Peter!
The eggs given are wooden-you get one per person. A very special memory.