As has become our custom in the last few years, JT and I celebrated Easter on Good Friday. There was a basket of treats:
Next up: a backyard hunt for candy-filled eggs. The boy searched with great care, hopeful for a successful harvest.
Eggs were tucked in the most unexpected places.
The boy collected a whole bunch of eggs.
Then, he emptied them. Most went in the bowl but a few fell right into his mouth.
Even accounting for immediate consumption, he enjoyed an admirable harvest.
Not a bad haul for a morning's work. Happy Easter, everyone!
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