After feeding ourselves well, we had M.'s grandmother judge our Easter eggs...she was the only one who had not been present during their making, thus was as impartial an egg judger as we were going to get. Many eggs caught her eye...because they were all pretty great...she liked mine best. Heh. I am a jerk.
Then there was the hunt. First we walked the boundaries.
Then we had the hunt, of which there is not a single photograph. I did, however, get some video...but I am too lazy to deal with it...which probably means it will rot in a folder for all eternity. Poor video. It seems that I am an egg finding machine...ie I found the most eggs. It was a good day. It was an eggtory (you know, victory but with eggs?).
Then there was the hunt. First we walked the boundaries.
Then we had the hunt, of which there is not a single photograph. I did, however, get some video...but I am too lazy to deal with it...which probably means it will rot in a folder for all eternity. Poor video. It seems that I am an egg finding machine...ie I found the most eggs. It was a good day. It was an eggtory (you know, victory but with eggs?).
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