Kaitlin's artistic eggs

Happy Easter Fun

Our egg roll derby entrants.

On Friday we dyed eggs.  A dozen per child keeps us busy for at least an hour.  This  year we had the added challenge of creating an egg to participate in the egg roll derby the next day.

Booty from the city mad candy grab.

On Saturday we braved the city mad candy grab.  As Chuck and I walked Jared over to the square for the oldest kids, full of candy and eggs, we mused about years past when we would split up, sending the oldest children off  to fend alone, while each of us took a small kid to their respective hunts. Now here we were, the old couple, with our One.  Some prankster blew a whistle and set our field off a few minutes before all the others, and Jared, a seasoned veteran, shot off, unfazed, filling his bucket to the brim. The other fields were just starting by the time we headed for the car, passing crying children in the parking lot whos parents had not heeded the "Ten AM Sharp!" admonition.   Beating the crowd in this way, we were in and out in less than thirty minutes. A successful hunt indeed.

Grandma and Aunt Shauni hunting eggs

Later in the day we headed to the Family Easter gathering at my brothers house. Good time was had by all as we visited, ate, did crafts and played games.  Ruth and I were finalists in the egg roll derby and Jared's Sponge Bob egg was the winner; he was grinning with pride. Ruth and her cousin set up an egg hunt for us, and after the couple of younger kids started the hunt, the adults joined in.  The eggs were hard to find, under rocks and in car tail pipes.  I'm sure my brother will be finding plastic eggs for some time yet.

Prom Invite

Kaitlin has been accepted to Hogwart School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or so she was told in the many letters that were delivered to her during her school classes on Friday.  While she had already agreed to go with this guy over text, the official prom invite came in the form of Hogwarts letters and a stuffed Hedwig that "flew" to her during the last class of the day, delivering the Prom invite.  She was thrilled and said that it was "perfect."

Kaitlin answered the invite by sending her date on a treasure chase around the town, leading to a table in  a park with two goblets, marked "Yes" and "No."   Her date, knowing well to 'never go against a Sicilian when death was on the line' drank from the correct goblet and received his response.