We were lucky enough to spend the weekend with my parents in Burley where it is always a party.
We started off with a big easter hunt at the hospital... my first warning sign should have been there was five adults to every toddler.... Out of about a thousand eggs my boys ended up with two each. The parents there were very scary and aggressive, adults took eggs right out of our hands... so some people ended up with hundreds... and some of the more behaved people ended up with nothing. hahaha.... however... my boys are easy to please and were glad with their two little eggs.
Fortunately the easter doggy was there to soften the blow...
We drove out far out of the city to have our annual hot dog roast. Nothing makes little boys happier than an open field, tractors flames and marshmallows.
Papa and the boys filling a drill with seed.
Ahh.. yummy sticky marshmallows.
Of course we colored some eggs. Markay is very good at it... He is always so excited to help Grandma Jill with all of her "projects" as he calls them.
The finished product that Mak so generously donated to our potato salad and deviled eggs.
What's easter without newborn baby lambs. The boys love headin out with papa to see the lambies.
The boys cleaned sure cleaned up and our Easter was closer to Christmas.
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