Unless you personally help coordinate an Easter Egg hunt yourself, making sure that the littlest people are allowed to get at least a three minute head start on the biggest little people, and you also make sure that there are more then plenty of eggs for each child... then don't bother. My little people didn't have a chance. I had forgotten that it is spring break for the public school children. This meant that even the most ill mannered heathen child would be there to participate even though they were clearly too old to be allowed to plow over the toddlers. My three little people found a total of three eggs. They were a bit disappointed that there weren't more, but were still easily convinced each egg with a piece of candy inside was indeed a grand treasure and happily we trotted home. The prizes for finding the six eggs that contained smiley faces were a prepackaged basket full of goodies for each egg. I happen to catch a glimpse of one of the proud winners who was approximately three. That made the event a little brighter for me. At least a twelve year old didn't walk away with all of the booty.

Posted by gwendolyn on April 13, 2001 at 11:21 AM