Now Let's Find Those Eggs!

Easter is just around the corner now and the events that come with the season have already begun. Last Sunday our church held the annual Spring Social and Easter Egg Hunt. We were all praying for nice weather and since Saturday had been absolutely perfect, things were looking good. But, alas, our warm Hilton Head sunshine turned into gray skies and drizzly rain, and our "just right" temperatures changed to "a little cooler than we would like." Even though the weather was less than desirable, we still had a great time. The egg hunt was simply moved indoors. No big deal. :)

Jacob still doesn't get the concept of hunting eggs. He understands the part about hunting for them, but he doesn't understand that one should hunt and pick up eggs quickly or the eggs will be picked up by other fellow hunters. When the egg hunt began, Jacob was excited and ran into the room, basket in hand. But when he found his first egg, for him, the egg hunt came to a halt. He was focused on that one little egg and what might be inside. Never mind the chaos surrounding him. Heath pushed him along and Jacob eventually did pick up several more eggs. He had a great time and that's what counts.

Annabelle enjoyed herself too. She walked into a room where eggs were almost completely covering the floor. She sat down in the middle of them, and much like her brother, picked up one egg and played happily, trying to get it open. As I attempted to teach her how to pick up the eggs and put them into her little basket, the room was ambushed by several preschoolers, who successfully wiped out any and all remaining eggs in about 6.2 seconds. And after they ran out of the room, what was left? Annabelle, her bunny basket, and her two prized eggs, which she calls "balls." She held up an egg, looked at me with a big grin and said, "bah!" (her word for ball). I actually thought it was cute. I realize, one day, she will be very upset if she comes away from an Easter egg hunt with only two eggs, but for now, she couldn't be happier. :)

Last year, on the way home from the egg hunt, Jacob fell asleep and took a nice long nap. That nap allowed me to go through his eggs, take out the majority of the candy, and refill them with other snacks like cereal, raisins and goldfish. I realize some of you may think I deprived my child by doing this, but Jacob was so excited about his findings when he opened those eggs. He was two years old. I filled them will all his favorite snacks, so of course, he was happy.

This year, I wasn't quite as lucky. He was intent on opening those eggs and he was a little faster than he was a year ago. I was nice and let him open all his eggs before we left church. Besides, little did I know, he would get in trouble the very next day and all his candy would be thrown into the garbage can. Sad.

I knew both Jacob and Annabelle would fall asleep on the way home. It was only a matter of minutes before their eyes closed and their thumbs dropped. Hunting eggs is hard work, you know.