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Easter Sunday 2010

The very first thing I want to say in this blog is that this Easter Sunday has been DELIGHTFUL! No pestering from the kids to get eggs, no screaming hyped kids on sugar, no need for us olds to get cross or take away chocolate, none of the usual Easter Sunday trials and tribulations that usually leave Dave and I wondering why we bother... Something is very, very different this year, and yet, we haven't done anything differently... It's just been so wonderfully relaxed and enjoyable and yet exciting for us all with lots of yelps of glee and smiley faces (the way I always imagined Easter would be with my kids). For that I'm feeling very, very blessed today!

So, here are a few (ok, a lot, but you know what I'm like around a camera) photos of our day so far...

The boys were all so patient this morning. They got up, watched morning cartoons, had Sultana Bran and let me have s sleep in until nearly 10am!!! Then I got up, had a coffee and went to check if the Easter Bunny had been around, and sure enough, he had! So, I grabbed the trusty Canon and we went outside for happy snaps.

Ari, with his first egg find, that he wasn't going to show me for love or money!

Bryn found his first egg (he actually ran right past the closest egg, which he's facing in this photo but still can't see it!

Erik on the hop! Two eggs in hand, but where is that third one???

Ari! Look, Erik found one for you!

Whoo hoo! Egg #2 located safe and sound!

What this Luey Blue, an egg for you?

Maybe there are some more down the bottom of the garden (not likely!)...

The boys might be onto something, better follow them (on a wild egg chase!)...

But Bryn, what about the one you passed right at the beginning of the hunt?

Aha! He's finally seen it! Good onya little mate!

The haul! (each of the big boys eggs contained 2 mini eggs, Ari's contained 1 mini egg each)

But wait... There's more!!!

Whoops, better make sure these don't roll away - note Ari's intent determination to keep track of his yellow eggs...

And off course, what's Easter without a ceramic Clone Wars mug containing a large egg?

Farm animal bucket for Ari (And no, dear concerned readers, I do not intend to let him eat all that chocolate, though he did have a fair bit - three mini eggs and one of those small eggs - five small eggs have been secreted away)...

Now, at this point, most parents would be proudly bleating on about how their clever little prodigy totally ignored the chocolate and was far more interested in the farm animals, but not this little Bird. No, for the chocolate force is strong in him!

Oh yeah, the essence of life...

Meanwhile, another little Bird was being carried away on a tidal wave of chocolate bliss!

Sadly, Erik discovered his jaw was not detachable...

Bryn, giving it all he's got! I would have taken a picture of Luey's first bite, but the child was already half way through his egg by the time the other two older ones were even opening theirs... If I'm quicker next year, I might be able to catch him in time!

Once the mini eggs had been gobbled up, I used the egghunt eggs to make this Easter Egg tree - something my mum does every year (except with real painted egg shells, but I'm not that clever just yet, so plastic kitsch will have to do!)...

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Stitch Sista said…
Lovely pics Sif :). Glad you had such a nice day!

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