On the hunt...

Charlie is very competitive. Very. And even though this was our first Easter Egg Hunt, he was serious about collecting these eggs and making sure he got the most. I could barely keep him in the door while the daddies hid the eggs in the back yard...And he was appalled that I told him to save the easy to find eggs for the little kids!! How could he ever "win" if he passed up eggs??!!


Sam was just happy to find anything...Easter egg, a sock, dog toys, chewed up baseball, a used ring pop...it all went in his basket. Our friend Jimmy, on the other hand, picked up the eggs, took out the candy and discarded the egg. While Charlie followed in his footsteps and picked up the eggs, thinking he was hitting the jackpot. That's a preacher's kid for 'ya!




But I would like to speak to whoever put the noise makers in the eggs...I have something to return to your house!!