the first egg hunt

Last year, Miss L wasn’t walking at 14 months, so there was no Easter egg hunt for us. But this year was a whole different story. She learned to love peeps and bunnies and how to hunt for eggs wherever the mysterious bunny left them.

Like under a pot?

Or up in a tree…

Or in a garden box…

Sometimes Daddy had to take a time-out from recording the adventure to help with eggs that got precariously stuck in pointy branches…

… or just to point to what direction the hunt should focus on next…

By the end of the hunt, after all of the eggs had been safely recovered, she was ready for more. I guess we’ll have to dye 24 next year instead of just 13.

And of course… there had to be a Easter basket and lots of bunnies as well…