Hoppy Easter

Easter came and went in the blink of an eye. With it being so early this year, I felt rather unprepared and was scrambling last minute to find all the baskets and eggs in storage in the basement. I did however, manage to stock up on Cadbury cream eggs and Reese's peanut butter eggs...priorities. The kids were thrilled to wake up to baskets filled with goodies - Mim got books, puzzles and clothing, while Mac got a soccer ball, tennis racket and Nerf baseball bat. We began our special holiday with donuts, followed by a bajillion jelly beans and chocolate eggs, leading to more meltdowns and tantrums before lunch than we usually have in a month. The kids were candy-crazy and I finally had to take everything away from them and hide it! At one point Mim ate completely though the wrapper on a mini Kit-Kat to get to the chocolate (swallowing the wrapper and all). Holidays are so much fun! I'm sure you're all feeling a bit bombarded by the millions of egg hunting and Easter basket photos filling your social media screens today, so feel free to just gloss over the photos - they're as riveting as little kids finding eggs in the front yard can possibly be. 

Once again, our neighborhood organized a multi-house Easter egg hunt for the little kids on the street. Every participating family put out 50 filled eggs for kids to find in the front yards and after taking the obligatory group photo, the kids took off like jack rabbits in the attempt to find the most eggs. The bigger kids obviously had better luck and quicker feet, but with that many eggs, even the littlest egg-hunters had plenty of fun. 

This was the third year Mac participated and the first year that he really had fun with it. The first year he was so distracted by the candy in the very first egg he found that he just sat down to eat it all and didn't care about finding any more. Last year, he did better at finding the eggs, but wanted us right next to him, holding his hand and pointing them out. This year though, he bolted and made a beeline to our front yard and collected as many as he could fit in his basket. He was competitive with the other kids, but was also sweet enough to help Mim find some eggs to fill her basket too. Although, surprisingly that child didn't need one bit of help - she was totally into the egg hunt and acted as though she'd done this a million times! She squealed with glee when she found an egg and counted every one she put in her basket (two, three, two, four, eight!). 

Hope you had a lovely Easter weekend, too!