My neighborhood has a babysitting co-op, which is wonderful for so many reasons. It’s given me great built-in friends with kids about the wee ones’ ages. Whenever I need a sitter, no matter whether day or night, I have someone I trust — for free! The moms have advised me on schooling decisions and helped me through my angst. And every year, they do an Easter Egg hunt.
Last year it was at my house, but after 45 children (no joke) in my house searching for eggs, eating pizza, and decorating cookies, I quietly didn’t volunteer this year. Some other sucker — I mean MOM — graciously did.
Today was the big day, and the wee ones were excited. I, of course, got stuck at work and so didn’t get home until five minutes after the event had started, so we were a bit late, but it was fine. They had a great time hunting for their dozen “hidden” eggs.
Little Miss did get a little upset once when someone beat her to the egg. She kept exclaiming, “But that was my egg! I saw it first!” Next year, I think she’ll learn to move faster.
Once everyone had the requisite dozen eggs, we moved on to the cookie decorating. Yes, even Little Miss can decorate the cookies, as I brought special non-dairy cookies for her and some non-dairy icing that three other kids also needed to use. Yep, food issues are definitely becoming more common with almost one in ten kids in this group.
Little Miss did all her decorating all by herself.
She also did all her eating all by herself. In fact, she refused to decorate her second cookie until she’d finished eating her first. And she’s a slow, deliberate eater….
Mister Man decorated his cookies, too. His focus was simply on getting enough frosting on the cookie so that he could get as many sprinkles and other decorations on it as possible! Typical Mister Man, he ate about half his first cookie and then asked to save the rest for later. Sometimes I wonder if he’s really my kid!
At this Easter Egg hunt, the Easter Bunny always comes, too. The wee ones were sooooo excited when they saw him. They ran up to give hugs, and then I spent the next five minutes trying to get a single normal looking picture of them with the Easter Bunny. I never really succeeded.
At least the Easter Bunny knows how to pose!
And after today? On Friday we head to the local “mall” where the Easter Bunny is hanging out. Saturday is decorating eggs, with the Easter vigil at church providing everything from the blessing of the Easter baskets to more egg decorating. And on Sunday? It’s the culmination of our celebration where we get to see what the bunny brought us.
I will admit that I heard that this year he’s bringing Spiderman placemats and cups and activity books and other such things instead of the traditional candy. It’s an interesting concept, don’t you think?