
You really haven't lived until you have spent Easter afternoon with a bunch of kids throwing Easter eggs down the hill and then racing down the hill to pick them up and roll them again and again until they are crushed into itsy bitsy pieces of egg shell. It's the best.


We teach 'em early. Here's Claire handing Ben an egg so he can get in on the fun.


And here's Daddy explaining the whole routine.

And he's ready to roll.

Another successful day of egg rolling. Our way of ensuring the seagull population doesn't go hungry.
1 comment:
Flagrant bragging alert: We have really cute babies! Thanks for coming up Sunday, and thanks for being the family chronicler since I am a delinquent. Rolling eggs is definitely one of my very favorite holiday traditions.
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