We took the kids for an Easter Egg Hunt on Joint Base Bolling-Anacostia, in Washington, DC.
There were separate Easter Egg Hunt areas and staggered start times for different ages. When Maliah's age started the egg hunt, she was totally unaffected by the kids (and parents) running about snatching up eggs before she even got a chance to bend over to pick one up (but Mom did guard over two eggs so she could have the joy, and experience, of picking up a least 1 or 2 eggs). For Magnus' egg hunt, he froze when it was time for him to run out into the egg field. Luckily Mom and Dad came prepared with extra eggs in our pockets. So as the eggs disappeared from the field, and Magnus got more and more distraught, as he stood frozen at the start line, magically 3 eggs appeared at his feet and the world wasn't so bad anymore.
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| Maliah's not too sure about this huge bunny! |
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| Egg Hunting is tiring business! |
There were separate Easter Egg Hunt areas and staggered start times for different ages. When Maliah's age started the egg hunt, she was totally unaffected by the kids (and parents) running about snatching up eggs before she even got a chance to bend over to pick one up (but Mom did guard over two eggs so she could have the joy, and experience, of picking up a least 1 or 2 eggs). For Magnus' egg hunt, he froze when it was time for him to run out into the egg field. Luckily Mom and Dad came prepared with extra eggs in our pockets. So as the eggs disappeared from the field, and Magnus got more and more distraught, as he stood frozen at the start line, magically 3 eggs appeared at his feet and the world wasn't so bad anymore. 
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