
So, this may be our last chance for an Easter egg hunt, for a while. It always seem to end in disaster and contention. We tried to lay out the ground rules, but they were disregarded.

Now, I don't mean to point any fingers, but notice the size of Joseph's Easter egg collecting basket . . . er . . .bucket. He made out with twice as many eggs as everyone else, by not following the rules (everything UP HIGH and HIDDEN for 11 year olds).

Aleya had the most fun of all the kids, with no complaints.

Competition sparks a lot of heated feelings.



Where's the candy? All the eggs were empty this year (to be traded in for a bag of candy) because some eggs from last year were not emptied and were stored in the garage to the delight of the rats. They chewed through the plastic eggs to get the candy. YUCK! So, no candy in the eggs this year.

They look happy only because I told them they wouldn't get their candy if they didn't smile! It was actually a lot of tears and angry voices following this hunt. Why can't they just be happy and have fun? NO FIGHTING!

After time-outs and apologies we did a family "do-over" and the kids earned their Easter Baskets. This joy was more sincere. The kids received some fun Easter toys, books, computer games, and crafts.
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