Hoppy Easter

Ryan and Lucie made out this year with not one but three Easter egg hunts. Considering that they enjoy the hunt more than the actual find, they were very happy (uh, or should we say hoppy?) little bunnies.

The first hunt was at Gigi and Papa's the morning before we flew home. My favorite Easter Bunny as a child came out of retirement to pay Ryan, Lucie and Tate a visit. My Dad (a.k.a. "E.B.") put together a treasure hunt for the little ones with clues in plastic eggs spread through out the house. R & L tore around giggling and screaming in delight with Tate following closely at their heels. While they loved reaching the final clue leading to their Easter baskets, they immediately wanted to hunt again and convinced Papa to rehide the eggs for a second go-around. Only Tate took the time to enjoy the delicious contents of his basket – a nephew after my own heart!

(Note the Easter outfits – thanks to Gigi, not only were Ryan and Tate matching, but Lucie was too!)

We had a similar hunt Easter morning at our house. Chris and I chose more of their favorite spots in the house – the fridge crisper where Ryan's beloved vegetable the cucumber lives, their potties (a not-so-subtle hint, though I'm not sure they got it), the dryer, and Daddy's shoe tree.

Finally on Easter afternoon, Ryan and Lucie hunted for eggs at cousins Maggie and Milo's. After all the eggs were found and tucked in baskets, R & L both sung out, "Again? Again? Again?" Fortunately, playing princesses and tea party with Maggie was an even better substitute. Maggie is such a sweet older cousin.