Third Annual Neighborhood Egg Hunt

We had a third annual neighborhood egg hunt this morning. This hunt has become quite a favorite in the neighborhood. One of our neighbors came up with the idea and started it three years ago, then they moved. Last year I stepped up and kept it going. This year though, I wasn’t sure I could do it on top of everything else I’ve got going on, so I didn’t say anything. One of our other neighbors stood up to make it happen and I was so grateful for that. But then they had to make sudden plans to leave to go visit some out of state family, and asked for someone to take over. So we stepped up and once again made it happen. 🙂

Every neighbor wanting to participate is to bring over a dozen pre-filled plastic eggs for each of their children that will be hunting. I keep tally of how many children and their ages, and we split it so that we have older children on one side (where the eggs are more hidden) and the little ones on the other side (where eggs are thrown out on lawns in plain sight). I am grateful for the neighbors that brought over more eggs than the dozen per kid. Every year we seem to end up with a shortage of eggs, where we have a few kids left walking up and down the street looking for more because they didn’t get their full dozen. This year, after Kyle and I counted and split up the eggs for each side of the street, we held some eggs back, just in case this happened again.

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Adam tried to stop and open every egg as soon as he found it. Kyle had to keep reminding him to just keep looking. Seems like the whole neighborhood had a good time again, and the eggs that we kept back “just in case” did come in handy. 😉

Coloring Eggs

Since the rest of the weekend is going to be crazy, we decided that we needed to color the eggs tonight, or it just wasn’t going to happen. So I made sure that I had plenty of eggs boiled up ahead of time, and after dinner we got to work.

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Most of the older kids took their time about decorating the eggs. Trying to draw just the perfect design with the clear crayon, or waiting extra long before pulling the egg out of the dye so it would be nice and dark, or holding it partway in one dye then flipping it over to dye the other side in another color….not Adam though….he kept dropping eggs in the cup of dye in front of him, and as soon as he saw that the color took he was done with that egg and ready for the next one. He was blowing through the eggs really fast! We had to tell the others that they better speed things up if they didn’t want Adam to dye most of the eggs orange! 😛

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Ya, I snapped that picture then we stopped him from trying to drink it. That would have been one nasty surprise if he had actually got some in his mouth.

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The first casualty of the evening was an egg that Tyra was working on. It jumped out of her hand, or rolled off the table (we’re not clear which) and hit the ground. As you can see she was distraught over it.

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Pumping Iron

I recently bought myself some heavier weights because I felt like using the ones I had, just wasn’t leaving me with that good sore feeling, that I usually get after working out. Today when I went downstairs I found that Adam had made weights of his own out of some magnet toys. 🙂

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Lazy Daisy

Our Girl Scout troop had our last cookie booth scheduled for this morning, but we had so many cookies left to sell, that I had to add one more this afternoon. This excited Dinah because she wanted to go sell more cookies, but I had to talk Tyra and Chloe into going as well so that we would have enough girls there. We met one of my co-leaders and her daughter at this last booth as well. Being on a Saturday, this booth was a 3 hour one and as we discovered our first year, 3 hours is really too long for daisies to be at a booth. Chloe, being a first year daisy and not having had a nap before coming got really tired, mid-way through our booth and she just couldn’t focus on selling cookies anymore.

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After a while, she just gave up altogether.

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