The Easter Egg hunt is a BIG deal in my family. Growing up with all brothers, you can imagine how...um....physical an easter egg hunt can get. There were no rules. Anything was fair, up to & including pushing eachother down the stairs. This brutality continued until grandchildren were born. Since then the violence has mostly ceased. Mostly.
We spent the rest of the afternoon at my parents house eating dinner & going through our baskets. My mom also made cupcakes for dessert. It took Hollie about 30 seconds to discover them in the kitchen. She wasn't quite tall enough to grab one, so she just stood there licking frosting off her little fingers.
I just love our Easter traditions. Love them now even more as I watch Hollie fall in love with them, too.