Hello Everyone! It’s Lisa here. I am filling in for Joe a bit. I think he has gone on strike with posting to the blog. It probably has something to do with the fact that I keep saying I’ll help him get pictures up for everyone to enjoy. Well, I guess I should put my money where my mouth is…
The big Easter festivity we planned was to go to the Easter Egg hunt put on the fire fighters at the local football stadium. Who knew that it wouldn’t be so much an Easter EGG hunt but more of an Easter Have-a-bunch-of-candy-in-the-center-of-a-big-circle-in the-middle-of-the-field-surrounded-by-a-hundred-or-so-kids-and-their-parents-who-are-standing-around-waiting-for-a-buzzer-to-sound-so-they-can-make-a-mad-dash-to-the-center-to-get-the-big-stuffed-animal-in-the-center Hunt? Of course, Joe and I seemed to be the only ones who were overwhelmed. It didn’t seem to phase Reece or Lorelai one bit. They each had their own method of enjoying the event. Reece got in to the swing of things when he realized one of the candy boxes made a nice rattle noise when you shake it. From there he proceeded to select those for additions to his bucket. Lorelai’s technique was a bit different. She found a spot, plopped down on her butt, picked up one piece of candy and placed it in her bucket. Then she took it out and put it back on the ground. Then she picked it up again…rinse and repeat.
All in all it was a fun day. I bought some plastic eggs to hide (i.e. toss on the lawn) for the kids. On Sunday it rained like the dickens, so we did our egg “hunt” on Monday instead. They had a good time. Reece would put the eggs in his bucket and Lorelai would follow him around and take the eggs out of his bucket. It worked out well, because there was a constant supply of eggs to either pick up or take out depending on their choice of activity.
Here are some pics of the Easter egg event:
Lorelai is showing of her piece of candy.
Reece is getting into the action.
Here they are checking out their loot.
Reece liked the candy ok, but the CONES were really something to write home about.
And this is what the kids really liked to do with their buckets.