Look at this dear, little egg tree. So delightfully colorful, handmade, childish, heartwarming . . . at least to me!!
Youngest Daughter helped me to sort plastic eggs into their different color groups for the "hunt." One color for each child. You find your color, you get your candy---makes for no arguing, no complaining, no competition.
Eggs are hidden in the early morning hours of Sunday, and it's off to the hunt.
Even a 16 year-old Oldest Daughter is not to be left out of the fun.
With 14 year-old Oldest Son, I always feel like the annoying papparazzi with my camera. Looks like the feeling's mutual. But, hey, he still wants his Easter candy!
Can someone please explain to me why Middle Son must accomplish his indoor Easter egg hunt with a winter hat on? What am I not understanding here?Later in the afternoon we're off to another Easter egg hunt with friends. Lots of friends. 20 kids worth of friends. Can there ever be too many Easter egg hunts? Can there ever be too much Easter candy? ::sigh:: Yes! Yes, there can!!
Good times with good friends. Lots of yummy food, lots of happy kids, lots of bright sunshine, lots of Easter joy.
Here I am with a good friend. (I'm on the left. I wanted you
to know I'm more than just the feet you see on my profile!!)