On Good Friday the boys were invited to a neighborhood Easter egg hunt. (My guilt over hunting for eggs on Good Friday was somewhat assuaged when the party started with a telling of the Easter story using Resurrection Eggs.) The boys had a great time with their friends, and Daddy A and I had a lot of fun watching them play and visiting with the the other parents in the neighborhood.
The Easter Bunny made an appearance at the party. The boys greeted him, and P was incredibly observant. He noticed the Easter Bunny's tennis shoes and then walked around behind him, checking for a zipper in an attempt to find out for sure if the Easter Bunny was actually the Easter Bunny or a person in a costume.
C had no doubts about the authenticity of the Easter Bunny - and he LOVED getting "face time" with EB. Whenever I lost sight of him, I just looked around for the Easter Bunny, and there was C as well!
Of course, it wouldn't be an egg hunt if there wasn't some actual hunting involved.
C spent some QT on the swings. C LOVES, LOVES, LOVES to swing. At the park, in the backyard, at school, or at the neighborhood egg hunt, I'm never surprised to find my little man hopping on a swing for a ride.
P and C both scored baskets full of eggs. And yes, before you ask, those eggs all have candy inside.
Still quite the ham, C was happy to sit for a longer photo session than his brother.
And now... (drumroll, please) the group shots. I posted these three because, really, with that many kids you didn't expect one shot with everyone looking at the camera and wearing their best smile, did you?
Happy Easter! (I don't have to put "belated" on this post, because it is still Easter!)
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