Notes from the crib

This morning I took George to a city sponsored Easter Egg Hunt for kids aged 1-5. It cost us $1 to get in, which I happily paid. We got there about 45 minutes before the hunt began and waited in a gymnasium area. George climbed on tumbling mats for awhile, but really spent most of his time either trying to touch the industrial fans on either side of the gym, or putting his fingers in holes in the gym floor. There were a few coloring stations and an egg/spoon race area, but George was not in to either of those what with all the holes in the floor to explore. George was fairly shy during this wait and a little intimidated by all the other children, so he held onto my fingers and pulled me around the room after him. The Easter Bunny showed up about five minutes before the hunt, and George was mesmerized. He let go of my hand and pushed his way to the very front of the pack of kids. He cocked his head back and just stared at the bunny. It was too wild to get any good pictures, but I tried my best.

Looking at the bunny

In the bunny moshpit right before the bunny led the kids in a rowsing round of "Chicken Dance"

The actual egg hunt only took about two minutes. I had to pick up George and get him near some eggs before they all disappeared. DH had difficulty this morning finding George's Easter basket to bring, so instead George hunted eggs with the bucket used by the Flower Boy in our wedding! During the hunt, I put George down in a spot near a tree with three eggs and I kind of cornered off the space to keep the other kids away so George could have time to pick up all three of the eggs. (It was a melee of wild children!). George seemed to understand that he was supposed to pick up the eggs and put them in the bucket, although the basketball shaped egg in his right hand in the picture was much too fascinating to let go of. We opened up the eggs and to our surprise, one of them was a prize egg. We took our prize slip back inside and George had won a little soft bunny Easter basket filled to the brim with Dots and Tootsie Rolls. What a lucky little guy - there were hundreds of eggs there and only ten prize eggs. Not bad for only being able to "hunt" three of the eggs.