My grandmother has always hosted an egg hunt on Easter Sunday, for all of her grandchildren and now great grandchildren, and even a few great,great grandchildren. I took Sophie and she had a great time hunting eggs with the other children. This was her basket for the day, we sort of missed Ostara this year, so she got her basket for Easter. There was way too much candy and a purple bunny and egg trinket box that held a fairy dust necklace.
The smile says it all, I think.
This is the candy Easter basket grass that I found. I was looking for an alternative to the plastic yucky stuff, and I didn't start wheat grass in time, and I came across this at the grocery store. It is imported from Germany, its basically corn and potato starch and its sugar free. Tasted like banana and strawberry. Kind of weird, but the kids liked it and it was very eco friendly.
Thinking hard about where those eggs are hidden.
Very absorbed in the task.
The egg booty-plastic eggs with coins and candy in them.
"Can I eat this chocolate one, mom?"
And afterwards, back home, in her new dress, she played in the freshly tilled garden dirt. LOL
When I asked what she was doing in the garden in her dress, she said, "I'm planting the garden" ~well, duh! LOL
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