Easter Fun

Do you remember what you did for Easter this year?

Well I sure do, because I took roughly 1,000 photos that weekend to capture every moment of the blessed holiday.

 And the more photos I take, the less likely it is that I will be able to timely blog about a subject.

 Whoopsies.

 The day before Easter we went to an Easter Egg hunt at the local botanic garden.

Orelia very eagerly sought out the hidden eggs that were filled with stickers, erasers, and other things that parents are disappointed they can't snack on.

Bennett missed the egg hunt photo op with our friends.

 But he soon came running once he spent a full hour in the petting zoo.

 It was nice for Orelia to have a refresher course on egg hunting before the main event.

This guy, however, missed out on practicing since he was too busy petting bunnies and chickens to bother finding any eggs.

 The Easter Bunny hid some Star Wars eggs this year, which delighted Daddy.

Orelia's practice paid off, and she was a pro at egg hunting.

 It was a bit damp and chilly that morning, so Orelia donned her rain boots and white gloves for the occasion.

 Seeing her cheerful face after every spotted egg made for a wonderful morning.

 Bennett was quite sweet about finding his half of the eggs, as well, and his big sister did a great job helping him.

 Bennett was quite keen on the whole concept once he tasted the goodies inside.

 Orelia decided she didn't like Reese's peanut butter cups, so she mostly ignored the chocolate part of the morning.  Her loss.

 Before nap, Orelia and I dyed almost two dozen eggs.  I say almost, as we lost quite a few to cracking in the pot.  Apparently hard boiling eggs once a year does not keep a person well trained for the task.

 Orelia was beyond enthusiastic to play the egg cracking game with the family.

When it comes to bopping eggs together, Orelia is your girl.

 Due to a miracle, she ended up winning the game with the last egg she chose.  That's the face of a happy winner.  (I don't want to imagine what her face would have looked like otherwise.)

We ended the evening with Easter-shaped lollipops that the Easter Bunny was unable to fit into the eggs this year.  Hopefully we will have just as nice of a holiday next year, except perhaps the Easter Bunny will improve her hard boiling technique and lollipop purchasing skills.