Because my boys have one super cool Momma (Father Tony's opinion) they did not go frolicking in fields of daisies, gingerly pucking up golden eggs and placing them in ribbon trimmed baskets. No instead they pushed around Tonka Tuff dump trucks to gather their cargo and dump and a central dumping ground in the backyard.
First found egg exploded all over.
Making sure all the loot is put back in its place.
Nothing ginger about this hunt!
Or dump.
Who is that helping out PT? It's Saint Paul of course.
I am in love with Etsy, a site that is everything homemade. I found these little saint dolls (Avery has St. Robert) from a catholic homeschooling mom of eight.
Quick pause for the camera.
Not only were their eggs to be found, but some prehistoric animals made their way into the backyard.
Someones take on evolution.
T-rex the bird.
It's hard work loading up a dump truck.
Anytime Avery came across two eggs at a time he promptly put one in his truck and one in "Paul Paul's".
Going for a tricky one.
Found it!
Ummm..now what?
To the dumping ground!
Enjoying sweet success on a job well done!
Yikes! A huge balloon!
Sorting through the loot.
Yes, a whoopee cushion.
Extra special Thanks to Uncle Tim and Miss Jessica who put together the egg hunt for the boys.
We have been hunting and dumping eggs a lot since Easter Sunday!
Such a cute Easter 'story'. The pictures are great.
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