There was my parents house, where they found some Easter goodies. Giant eggs, play cash registers w/ play money(HUGE hit)and a variety of other gifts.
Well..if you lived in Sonoma County, you know you had to go to plan B for hiding eggs outside due to the stormy, windy, freezing weather. So the inside Egg hunt began.
There was church
Lilly was NOT into the giant Easter Bunny wandering around...so that kind of hindered her from getting many eggs. The expression below tells about her dislike for the giant, walking, big toothed bunny.
Drew expression when seeing the amount of eggs in his line of vision.
I heard someone say that day..."its more like an egg pick up than an egg hunt" I could not agree anymore as you see below
Drew eyeing the older kids section.
The joys of running....such a simple and glorious thing for Lilly.
At preschool, the kids were eagerly awaiting directions from teacher Michelle to hear what the "rules" were.
I'm not sure if you would call these eggs hidden, but we will roll with it.
The moment of truth where you got to see what was in the egg.
There was way too much chocolate consumed in these couple days, and luckily Lilly and Drew are young enough to not notice when it goes missing suddenly in the middle of the night.
