Easter Egg Hunt with cousins

Trying unsuccessfully to get 5 children, age 6 and under, to smile for the camera.

Andrew (6 -1/2), Hannah (17 months), Jonathan (4), Adam (13 months), Luke (3)

Jonathan finding an egg.

Even Adam managed to find an egg.

Andrew finding some eggs hidden on the fence.

Luke planning out his strategy.

Brothers on the run

And then we found a frog and the eggs were forgotten!

Notice how tightly Hannah was clinging to me. She wanted nothing to do with that frog!

She's still a little leery, even though there was an egg filled with jelly beans for her. She was also afraid of Buster, the dog.

three musketeers - notice the frog in Andrew's tight grip

They put the frog down for about 2 seconds while I tried to take a picture of them. Then it was back to torturing the frog.

One of Hannah's many expressions as of late. I don't know what this face was all about, but it cracks me up!

Too bad photos don't have sound, because Hannah was doing the happy feet dance when she discovered some ants.

The babies weren't too sure about the egg hunt and the frog, but they were super happy to be outside!

Checking out what's left of the tulips with grandpa

tired boys after much running around

We had a giant, delicious lunch of smoked turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, creamed peas, homemade bread, spinach salad, applesauce, banana pudding and fancy strawberry cake. I might be forgetting something, but who could remember after all that food?! Josh was home for the weekend, and he joined us for the feast. Poor guy had to sit between the babies. Fortunately they didn't throw too much food at him, but Hannah did give him the evil eye.

After lunch, we hid some eggs and sent the kids out to hunt. About half-way through the hunt, as I was helping Luke find an egg hidden in the flowerbed, out jumped a fat frog. After that, the eggs were forgotten and the frog was the highlight of the day. Andrew carried that poor frog all over the yard. He buried it in mulch and then washed it off in the rain water bucket. He dropped it a couple of times. He squeezed it tight, and occasionally, after much coaxing from the adults, he would set the frog on the ground. And as freedom was in it's sight, Andrew would scoop it up again and the torture continued. We finally told him it was time to set the frog free and let it find it's home and he did. If that frog survived, it has quite the story to tell it's grandchildren!

After the excitement of the frog and the egg hunt, we packed up and came home. Hannah took a nice nap in the car, but the boys chatted it up the whole.way.home.

 

A couple more attempts at a photo from Sondra's camera.

The littles excited about their ant discovery!