|Annual Easter picture on my grandparents front porch. I'd be the little girl on the end on your right in the white dress. This was the original easter egg hunting crew minus a couple of older kids!|
I've always looked forward to being on the other side; hiding eggs as the kids anxiously waited inside or sneakily peeked around the corner of the house trying to scout out where the best eggs were hidden. It was a pretty long wait as I was one of the youngest of the bunch, but we finally reproduced enough hunters of own to put on a pretty decent egg hunt this year!
Ethan was the youngest this year so I made sure we practiced a little bit before we left the house. I "hid" a couple of eggs (or "balls" as Ethan referred to them as) around the living room. I made sure he was aware there were treats inside and he got his first taste of delicious candy (I know, I know...an 18 month old and candy don't mix, but you do what you gotta do to win right?). Unfortunately, I chose to do this right before what was suppose to be nap time, but thankfully he FINALLY passed out on the way. Shew. Melt down averted.
I had a blast hiding the eggs. There's no just scattering them on the ground all willy nilly, we really hide them good! As soon as Ethan came out into the yard he immediately began spotting them calling out "Ball!" "Ball!" "Ball!". I trained him well.
The egg hunt was over much faster than I remember, but I guess that's just how it goes when you are older. Ethan immediately opened all of his eggs and shoved candy in his little mouth faster than I could take it away. He was so proud of his little basket of eggs!
I cannot wait to do this again next year! I have a feeling I might have to have another little mini egg hunt just for Ethan Easter morning. Why not right? We need to start training for next year when he will be stronger, faster and hopefully not the youngest.