Easter Egg Hunt 2015

Last weekend saw our children and their second youngest cousin take the field at Hamlin Park, against an experienced and ruthless mob who beat them to the eggs. I don't believe we claimed a refund, but we are voting with our feet and shall not attend next year.

Also, there was a man dressed as a bunny. Some called him the Easter Bunny.

My youngest son, however, referred to him as 'Mister Bunny', and was scared out of his skin.

So the mothers decided to run a smaller scale operation, on the Choi's front lawn. This wasn't so much shooting fish in a barrel as picking them out of the freezer at Mariano's, but it achieving its stated objectives of providing a boost to our children's self-esteem and blood-sugar levels.

Ready, set...(the feral children at Hamlin had already set off by this point)

 

Score for Colette

Halmonee helps with the bubble-blower.

Bubbles were hard to come by

Some epic bed-hair from Atticus

Halabogee and Atticus

Trying to identify the contents of the eggs

Colette and a forest of arms

Lowell's mind obviously blown by something

This hat has potential to fit for a few more years I'd say 

Oh, and what Easter egg hunt is complete without a random photo of someone reliving their glory years by skying a child's football?

"do you want to take that again, dad?"