Today was Easter, as you know. As usual, we bundled up the kids for the easter egg hunt at the church. Corwin didn’t participate because he is now too old. Instead, I handed him off to one of the girls helping out with the admonition “be useful!”. The girl didn’t know Corwin that well and so accepted him as if.
Alice and Charles had fun hunting eggs, each of them getting quite a basket full. Alice had so many that she gave one away to an even smaller child who hadn’t done as well. Charles kept track of his so well that after we had been home a while, he announced that someone had poached two of his eggs.
The children survived the service. At home, Corwin volunteered to hide eggs for a local egg hunt. He did a good job, hiding only one that required moving something to find. He started giving hints when his siblings were stuck, so I taught him the trick of saying “I can see an egg from here” while looking in the wrong direction. We had to lock Poly in the house, as she was much better at finding (and eating) the eggs than Charles and Alice.
Grandma and Grandpa dropped by for the day. Mom, apparently in the belief that their retirement funds had run out and they were living on field gleanings and the occasional road kill squirrel, cooked up a whole mess of food, including an 18 pound ham. Grandma brought some food too, and of course the kids were stuffed on candy, resulting in a larger than normal pile of left overs. We’ll all be hamming it up for quite a while.
A few moments in their Sunday finest