Easter Hopping 2017

by Meghann on April 17, 2017

Happy Belated Easter!

I know I’ve said this before, but the older Annalynn gets, the seriously more fun holidays become!

Last Easter Annalynn was still working on sitting unassisted and wasn’t sure about all the plastic eggs everyone kept handing her. This year she was an egg hunting machine and it was so much fun to watch.

Our Easter celebrations actually began a few weeks ago when Mary hosted an early Easter Egg Hunt Brunch for all of the friends’ kiddos. It’s always fun to get the kids together, especially for holidays or other interactive activities.

It was Annalynn’s first official Easter egg hunt on two feet and it really didn’t take her long to grasp the concept. She loves picking up toys and dropping them in buckets, so putting eggs in a basket was a no brainer.

She also enjoyed decorating eggs with stickers and then refused to give up her freshly decorated egg. Which was adorable… until she dropped it and the hard boiled egg broke into a hundred pieces. There was no putting humpty dumpty back together again after that.

Her school hosted a “Spring Extravaganza” on Good Friday that included an egg hunt, picnic, and other activities.

The teachers saidAnnalynn was a “pro” and knew exactly what to do when it came to collecting eggs. She’s got mad skills.

On Saturday our neighborhood hosted a giant egg hunt at the neighborhood park that had a couple of hundred kids, thousands of eggs, raffles, and more.






Nothing makes you feel more like an adult than being in a sea of parents with your kid waiting for an Easter egg hunt to start. Luckily the hunt was at the park so we spent 30 minutes going up and down the slides, swinging, and walking in circles.

30 minutes to wait for the start of a hunt that lasts less than 5 minutes. There was an 8 egg maximum, but that didn’t seem to bother Annalynn. She just kept dumping her bag out and re-hunting the eggs she had just claimed – problem solved!

Finally, on Easter Sunday, we ditched the rest of our Easter traditions and  started one of our own by heading to the beach.

It was actually Derek’s idea and it was perfect. We slept in, made a big breakfast, Annalynn napped, and then we headed to the beach. Pretty good Sunday if you ask me.

I know this is a totally random post, but I wanted to quickly jot everything down for my own memory. Time flies way too fast around here.


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