I just hid eggs in the backyard for the boys. What I thought would be a fun thing to do started out well. But it ended with my oldest taking an egg my youngest had spotted. Yelling ensued and youngest kicked oldest and then oldest kicked youngest's basket sending eggs flying everywhere. Youngest dropped his basket and stormed off crying calling oldest a cheater. The best part? Mr. Pink filmed it all from our deck so we can relive the tranquil Easter Egg Hunt of '13 for years to come. Fun times!! Hmmmm. Maybe I'll leave a note for the Easter Bunny to just skip the candy-filled hidden eggs in the house tonight.
I am so excited to wrangle them into navy sports coats and ties in the morning for church!
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