Wabbit Huntin'

Brayden hunted his first Easter eggs this past weekend; in his age division, only walking children through four years of age could hunt, and there were only eight or nine children that age, so imagine my surprise when after only four eggs, Brayden could find no more. I soon understood when a little boy walked by, lugging his basket with both hands, declaring, "I'm not supposed to be over here because I'm six!" His toothless grin revealed his lack of remorse... I took video of the hunt on my digital, but I don't know how to show it. He marveled at his great aunt Anita's bunny ears, but he wouldn't keep them on for a picture.













I think his favorite part was eating the eggs!