We spent Easter weekend at my parent’s house dying Easter egg, taking baths in the kitchen sink, spending time with my aunt visiting from New Jersey, eating candy, throwing confetti eggs at each other and going on Easter egg hunts.
Noah was so excited to set up the hunt in the front yard and find the eggs. He was asking so often we had to set a timer for when everyone was supposed to arrive so he would stop inquiring literally every 2 minutes. The kid is persistent. The big Easter egg hunt we always go to was cancelled because of rain so we went to our favorite barbecue joint and bowling instead.
Also, there’s no crying in egg dying. Well, there is when you run out of eggs and you get mad. Anyone else residing in Tantrum City or am I the lone resident? To top off the weekend, we actually got a somewhat decent family picture. The kids even slept in late Monday. Probably from the sugar coma. I don’t care, I call it a success.