The eggs have been hunted. They were killed before that, as my kids liked to say, getting giggles over the play on the word “dyed.” Oh to be 5! Everything’s funny! “When are we gonna kill the eggs mom?” Even more fun than the dyeing was the hunting. You just never know where those eggs will pop up.
I think we have just as much fun hiding them as the kids do hunting them. We make them – the kids – hide in the laundry room, and we can hear their giggles as we tip-toe around the place, trying to figure out where would be good hiding spots for the eggs. Sometimes, in years past, we’ve forgotten ourselves where we’d hidden an egg or two, so this year I just snapped a shot of each egg as we hid it. With a 5 year old, I’m still a practitioner of “hiding in plain sight.”
Now, we will be able to have devilled eggs to our hearts content.
Darc kept it secret from me until late Thursday night that he had Friday off. That was a nice surprise. We got to spend an awesome 3-day weekend together. Good food, good times, good movies, fun and play and joy.
Today is back to the grindstone. The housework that didn’t get done Friday must be addressed today, the regular chores must be tended to. The kids are still on school break for another week, so that’s cool. They’ll have lots of fun eating through their Easter candy and bouncing off the walls, lol. It’s supposed to rain here most of the week so it looks like no outside play for them. Heh, they can help me vacuum. 😈
I hope you had a great weekend too!