Easter Egg Hunt

Last year I remember sitting at the kitchen table with The Frog, and dying a dozen Easter eggs by myself and feeling like things were somehow anticlimactic and not as fun as I remembered.  Not to mention the LONG home video we took the next day watching The Frog painstakingly wander around the living room oblivious to the task at hand finding our carefully "hidden" aforementioned eggs.  I must say, it made me look forward to this year and it also made me decide that something different needed to happen.

This year, I happened to find out a friend in the ward who, in my mind, is the epitome of family funness, miraculously had no Easter plans with extended family.  I jumped on that boat and made sure we could tag-along.

So glad I did!  (hopefully they are too?)

I know we all had a lot more fun, even if The Frog still didn't take much pride in his egg dying.  Once he found out about the egg hunt he dropped everything and wanted to get started right away.

That doesn't mean he didn't have his fair share of the action, as you can see by his dyed fingers below.

The W family is always so sweet to us.  Here's their oldest, D, holding little Peach.

They have a little girl, K, about The Frog's age- they are in nursery together at church.  Here they are going through their loot!

And here are our youngests.  Peach and N spend quite a bit of time poking each others faces until The Frog realized all eyes were on them and decided to break it up with a little Frog-style tackling.

Or maybe his "big brother instincts" just kicked in and he could see N making eyes at Peach. ;)  Whatever the case, I think all are now recovered and doing fine.  :)