
The traditional Egg Hunt at Easter time is a must at our house. It is funny how much hype goes into an event that lasts less than two minutes. The hunt is always at the school and I think that we have been there very year that we have had kids.
I dropped Taylor and Abby off at their designated locations and Dallin and I walked to his area. On the way we spotted the prized "golden" egg. I had do quite a bit of talking to get him to leave it there. We went to the line and the second the bell rang he went running clear across the field. I kept trying to get him to pick up eggs but no he beelined it for the "Gold" egg. He actually ended up with a lot of eggs.

The beautiful thing about this egg hunt is that all the eggs are empty. At the end you trade in your eggs for a prize, which are all the same. (Sanity for Mothers) And of course a special treat for gold eggs.
Dallin was so proud of himself for getting that egg.











