"That's Not Funny"

During spring break we had a mock Easter egg hunt.  My thoughts were: enjoy a nice spring day in the Botanic Gardens, the kids will have fun hunting eggs, I'll dress them up so I can get some cute pictures.  Win/win.

I drug out the plastic eggs from last year.  Those things are like lost socks from the wash; for some reason they go in as a pair, but they come out as a million mis-matches.  Anticipation grew as we got the ones that fit together and loaded them with candy.  There were a few small toys left in the bag so I added them to the eggs--I'm a good mom by not only giving my kids candy.  We put the left over eggs in a bag to send to the  Isle of Misfit Easter Eggs.

The whole family was up for the adventure.  The swag wag pulled up to the Botanic Gardens, the doors opened and out tumbled kids, parents, cameras, and plastic eggs.

Epic fail.

Whichever child picked up the bag with candy-filled eggs actually picked up the bag full of mismatched egg parts.  Since we were there looking all cute I hid the egg parts to simulate a hunt to get my cute pictures.  The whole adventure didn't go down as any of us pictured it would.  No candy, no cute pictures.  No leisurely afternoon basking in the glory of  The Gardens.

 

I did, however, catch this adorable picture with Daddy and his little boy.

When we got home we did a real egg hunt.  Several times.  Still not great pics.  Not even good ones.  Whatevs.

Since I am such a good mom (reference above), the kids got to eat just one eggful of candy before dinner.  Zeke eagerly opened one up to find that it had a little toy in it.  Upon seeing the absence of candy he flatly uttered, "That's not funny."