We spent Easter in York this year and started it off with an egg hunt Saturday morning at the Smith's house. 1000 eggs, about 40 children, lots of candy! That about sums it up. The boys took off at a cheetah-pace grabbing eggs like there was no tomorrow. Collins toddled around carefully choosing what eggs he would pick up and what eggs he would pass over.
It was a chilly morning so I'm glad I threw in the boys' fleeces before we left Charleston.
The Boys after the hunt.
Holman granchildren checking out their loot.
Collins loves to say "cheese" and look at the camera. None of my other children would ever do this so I'm loving this little photo stealer!
This is the best I could get of the kids with the Easter Bunny. Collins wouldn't take his eyes off of him so therefore wouldn't turn around to look at the camera and Charlotte was scared. So, we settled for 3.5 out of 5 granchildren.
Collins was enjoying the Easter Bunny. He wouldn't leave him alone. Excuse the chocolate on his sweater. He ate something he didn't like so he spit it out on his sweater.
On Sunday morning, the Easter Bunny came. The boys never noticed their baskets until after church when we told them that we thought the Easter Bunny had visited. And, yes, that is money. MaeMae and Big Daddy gave each of the boys $1 but I put it out with their baskets. The boys thought they were rich!
Then, we had to hunt the eggs in the backyard that the Easter Bunny had left. Clearly, the big kids are way better hunters that we give them credit for. Every egg was found within 5 minutes.
Collins was over it.
David and GiGi who celebrated her 93rd birthday earlier in the week.
GiGi with her great-granchildren
Hughes(6), Kate(5), Collins(1), Charlotte(3), and Banks(4)
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