On Saturday we joined hundreds of other folks at Bond Park for the annual Easter Egg Hunt. Overall, I think Ryan had the best "situation". He was in the 3 and under age group. As you can imagine, with a sea of toddlers surrounding him, Ry dominated. Eventually, multiple eggs poured out of his basket each time he put a new one in. You go boy! :)
Since Ry's hunt started before Maddie's, Daddy was able to coach Madeline on her hunt. He knew that the Marshmallow eggs were the best and cheered her on to pick up many more of these eggs than the plastic eggs that contained only tootsie rolls or caramels. I love Matt's enthusiasm and his desire to do ALL things with excellence.
Daddy and his chickies.
An exuberant Madeline before the race. Since we had time to kill, Maddie and I collected sparkly rocks from the ball field. . .recently, every time I put on a pair of pants I am usually overwhelmed by the bulge in my pocket. My pocket is usually filled with "sparkly" rocks that Madeline has collected on our daily outings. So funny and fun! Of course, she considers these rocks true jewels. I love it.
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I love that she picks up the sparkly rocks. I was just telling Dan that when I was little I used to go under our deck for what seemed like hours and pick out the best of the sparkly rocks. The were as tiny as can be, but I loved finding those special "jewels."
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