Happy Easter

Rye and I went to two Easter egg hunts today.

The first one, though, we missed the hunt. I know. Nice job, Mommy. But thankfully, several nice kids gave Rye a few of their haul, noticing we'd arrived as just about the last egg was picked up.

We actually had fun anyway. The hunt was at a park by a really nice lake, so we played on the toys and by the water for at least an hour. For the last 20 minutes or so, it was just us and some squawking geese on the water in the late-morning sun.

The afternoon hunt was more bountiful, as you can see in the photo, though it wasn't much of a hunt. The eggs were ready for the taking in an open patch of grass at a Catholic high school in town. But afterward, you had to turn the eggs in. In exchange, Rye got a bag of candy. I think he would have rather had the eggs.

I shoved four of them in my pocket.

Nice job, Mommy, right?