Only managed to a get a few photos of the madness, but it was a good day! Of course, Cadence was up at the crack of dawn itching to get outside and hunt eggs. Henry finally rolled out of bed at 8:30 and was immediately on edge when the eggs he worked so hard coloring were gone.
“Hey!” he hollered. “That Easter Bunny stole my eggs! I gonna hit him!” Then he ran to the window to see if he could catch the thieving bunny in the act while Stevie and I cracked up and explained to him that, no, the bunny didn’t steal the eggs, he just hid them…like a joke.
Henry was not impressed, but was excited once we got outside and starting hunting.
Cadence ran around the yard so fast, I barely got a photo of her, but I did manage to wrangle both kids on the step for a quick minute to snap what may be my favorite photo ever.
Notice the creeper in the window behind the kids…
Electra was as irritated as Henry that she didn’t get a chance to catch that bunny and eat any of the hard-boiled eggs. Sorry dog, maybe next year.
Had some family time, a delicious brunch, another egg hunt at Grandma and Papa’s house, and then headed back home to soak up the last few hours of the weekend.
And yeah, Henry was still threatening to hit that bunny if any of his eggs went missing.
Happy Easter all!
Thanks for sharing, memories.