The Great Easter Egg Hunt Party 2014

Eat your heart our pinterest! I pulled it off. The Easter Egg nest cupcakes and the

jelly bean cookies in the background were a success. The big plans for the deviled

eggs cut to look like cute little chicks with carrot beaks and olive bits for eyes

were abandoned in frustration after the ordeal of trying to perfectly peel all those

damn eggs which did not peel well. When the new jar of mayonnaise was opened

and the seal was not intact and I knew I could not use it all plans were abandoned

of being pinterest proper. I creatively compensated with sour cream and avocado

but my creative energy, time and will were too depleted to do anything more than

messily cram those lumpy misshapen weirdly sliced egg white halves with the

weird concoction. They did get eaten.

We began a tradition of having a group egg hunt at our place with neighbors and

friends when the kids were just babies. The tradition has continued and this year’s

party was a great success.

The kids hunted and then gorged and swapped candy while the parents drank

mimosas and ate and chat.

Max on the hunt.

Henry on the hunt. The weather was perfect.

the egg hunt

Henry and our friend Ethan hunting for eggs in our front yard . Henry has our traditional Halloween /Easter basket. We really get our money's worth out of those plastic pumpkin buckets, eh?


This is Henry's idea of smiling for the camera.

Soaking wet from the rain Henry sits down to enjoy his catch.

Gratuitous cute baby shot. This is Olivia. She looks to me like a baby chick that was just hatched.

Mmmmmmm.....

Henry sneaking a jelly bean while Max is absorbed in inspecting his candy.

The empties-ready for next year...

Festivities

Happy Birthday Max!. He turned 2 on Tuesday April 3rd. His big brother has been saving the "4" candle from his birthday cake in November and insisted we use it on Max's. He intends to use it on every birthday for the rest of his life until he is a "man".


The official mauling of the cake using the candles as implements of destruction and occasionally as a fork.


In order to meet the requirements as a good mother I purchased once again the official Paas egg dying kit. I stuck to the basic simple kit instead of all the fancy new ones they've come up with with different themes like motor vehicles. Call me a traditionalist.

Here's the set up with the over excited boy who was whining for days to do this project.

I curse you lame egg holder that either squeezes the egg too tight that it cracks or else the sucker flies out of it. Of course as a wire worker I could have come up with some sort of ingenuous device to hold the egg properly while dipping. But I was too lazy to take this any further. I'll curse instead.

Now that's a good egg.

Henry thought all the cracked ones were perfect for eatting right away. Of course my picky eater removed the yellow yummy yolk of each one and ate only the whites. Note to self: that's how you stay so thin.

Here is the festive final product.

There may be a special place in hell for me for this all inclusive misappropriation of ritual or else I have all my bases covered. But it looks so pretty.