Eastering

I got a bunch of Easter pictures from Eric's family.

They dyed lots of their happy hen eggs.

LOTS of eggs. Gwen and Caroline have started a little egg business

They celebrated Palm Sunday.

They also had an egg hunt on their place.

There are lots of places to hide them there. 

Somebody didn't want to wait to eat the spoils of the hunt.

Fun times.

The in-town family got together on Sunday for our tradition Easter dinner.

There was also an egg hunt in our yard. Jude was pretty excited about that.

The kids hunted, but I think there were one or two eggs that didn't get found, which always seems to be the case. They turn up later in the year and the candy in them is either dissolved or just...gone.

Here are all the ambulatory grandkids that participated. Jack and Leo were also here, but they weren't much for the egg hunt.

In the meantime, our creature-loving Caroline managed to find a couple of garter snakes in the flower beds. I was actually really glad for this, since I weed the flower beds. I'd much rather have her run across them than me.

She and Gwen don't have the whole anti-snake thing going, and spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying (?) them, and then took them to live at their house after naming them Curiosity and Freedom.

Oh laws.

Comments

[Elisa Allan]

Oh Laws is right. Twice now we’ve “lost” a snake and I got that enjoyable experience of desperation when I thought I had a snake loose in my house. But both times they turned up hiding (really well!!!) in their tank.

[Eye guy]

Good thing there won’t be any rotten eggs out in the yard.

[AP Man]

Caroline took her snake to watch a movie. Then she forgot she was holding a snake. And it slithered off. Much panic ensues. Then we find the dang thing under the cushions of the next couch over. It is now officially against the rules to bring the snakes downstairs to watch TV. Things you never thought you would have to say. Another thing that falls in the category: "Caroline, please don't try and make the cat ride the chickens around."