Easter certainly isn't as big of a holiday as Christmas, but Benji had a good time nonetheless. When he woke up to see his Easter basket outside his doorway, he was more excited than usual to open the gate. He particularly liked the bunny tic-tac-toe board and the candy and we had to both play and eat right there outside his room. Eventually he figured out there were eggs to be found, and the Easter egg hunt was on! He found eggs on the stairs, he found eggs under the living room chairs (in the same place he had hid Daddy's birthday presents and their clues), and he even found eggs on the bathroom mirror!
As Benji gathered eggs through the house, he opened each one to see what they held inside. He was especially fond of the ones that had candy inside. He even took it so far as to eschew the ones that contained other stuff. There were three giant eggs that contained Hot Wheels trucks and some medium ones that had Mr. Men stickers. I had thought those would be the hit of the egg hunt, but instead he actually told us "Trucks! I don't want trucks!" and then gave each of us one of the truck eggs. I don't really think it's that he didn't want the trucks, but more that he wanted more of the candy (and to eat it on the spot). But still, it's quite the remark from my three-year-old.
For Easter afternoon we headed over to my parents' house where we had another egg hunt and colored eggs. I don't recall mentioning egg coloring to him, but he kept asking about when we were going to color eggs. So he was quite happy to not only get a visit to Grandma and Grandpa's house, but to also get to color eggs. And the day was topped off with yummy bunny cupcakes!
Oooh! Candy in the egg!
Eggs, eggs, where are you?
The Easter Bunny even hung an egg from the doorknob!
Happy to be done with church.
Looking so stylin' in his new Easter outfit from Aunt Lorraine.
This is such a classic Benji look when he gets excited.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
