We headed off to church the Saturday before Easter to hunt eggs...it was chilly, but not wet, so we were all pretty happy! The hunt was really organized...the kids were divided into age levels so there was less chance of trampling...though some did occur!

Owen was first. All the 5-6 year olds lined up and waited for the "GO!" When it came, it was CHAOS!!! Owen ran around like a chicken with its head cut off--but didn't grab eggs!
Mommy (from FAR across the field): Owen!! You had better grab some eggs!
Owen: I AM!
Mommy: No you're not! You are just running around.
Owen: Nuh, uh! I am looking for the magic egg!
Mommy: What?
Owen: I am looking...hey! Where are all the eggs???
Then he made a couple of last minute grabs and ended up with only 4 mangy eggs. Then he cried. Sigh.

Abby fared much better...I believe she snagged about 38. There were WAY less kids in the 4th/5th grade group so everyone got a lot of eggs. Luckily the Easter spirit entered her body and she shared her loot with her brother. Of course, after she had picked out what she wanted...
They both ended up on the Boogie Woogie Choo Choo, so I guess all was well in the end!

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