Easter arrived a day early this year. My sister-in-law Karen and her husband Jeff invited us to their country club for brunch and an Easter Egg Hunt. How can you say no to an offer like that? So Saturday morning we got all dolled up and headed to the club.
Molly was thrilled to get her picture taken with the Easter Bunny. Six months ago this would have involved, at the very least, some heavy bribery, coaxing, processing of feelings, and tears. A lot of tears. And even after all of that, there was a good chance that there would be no lap sitting anyway.
At brunch, Molly got very brave and tried two new foods: bacon and sausage. Healthy? No. Delicious? Yes! And Molly agreed whole-heartedly. She devoured them with gusto.
This might not sound like a big deal to you, but a few weeks ago I tried to get Molly to try one little nibblet of corn. The gag reflex kicked in before it was even on the fork and she almost hurled right on her plate.
Eating two whole pieces of bacon and a piece of sausage for the first time is big news in my book!
After a delicious brunch it was time for the Easter Egg Hunt. It wasn’t so much of a hunt as it was a grab. There were eggs everywhere. Non-stop rain for an entire week had left the lawn completely saturated. As a result, the hunting ground had to be reduced to a patio.
Uncle Jeff had to attend a family funeral so didn’t make the brunch or hunt. He did manage to make it right before we left, so had to get him in a picture. Karen and Jeff, Thanks for inviting us to spend the day with you. We had a great time!
Molly took this job very seriously. In previous years, she did not have the patience to let eggs sit in the dye very long. We had lots and lots of pastel eggs. This year, she had boatloads of patience.
Molly had more fun after the eggs were done. She sat and mixed colors, moving liquid from one cup to another to see what would happen. A hot mess is what happened, but she seem to be thrilled with the results.
Molly was up at 7:00 AM, eager to check out her basket. Her Dad and I were not so eager. We invited her into our bed to cuddle and grabbed a few more ZZZZZ’s.
Since it was raining, the Eater Bunny left a big basket of eggs with instructions for mom and dad to hide them in the house.
Five-year-olds are not great and finding things that are right in front of their faces so trying to find things that are hidden is a real challenge. Maybe the country club had it right, just throw the eggs out everywhere and let the kids grab.
And Happy Easter to all of our friends and family!