Our Easters are pretty low-key occasions. This year I took the kiddos to a little party thrown by the Girl Scouts. They didn't find any eggs, but they met this handsome fellow.
Later, I took them to a Easter activity thrown by a local church. They had lunch, bouncy houses and an Easter Egg hunt. On Easter Sunday we enjoyed church, had a small-scale hunt at our house, and had a ham. I also had to finally cave and let the boys dye Easter Eggs. I managed to go six years without it, that's pretty good, right? My phone ate my pictures, so you'll just have to imagine them at the table in their underwear. Needless to say, no one likes to eat eggs.
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