Oh what a night. (You know the tune.)
Nate and I hosted an adults only Easter egg hunt this past weekend. We asked each couple to drop off a dozen filled eggs sometime before the night of the hunt, combined those with the many eggs we had filled (I always have a lot of fun with this...think nail polish, stamps, small figurines, candy, money, tattoos, earrings...) and Nate hid them around the pond across the street from our house.
We even found these TOO COOL HUGE EGGS. Hahaha, I laughed every time I saw them. We filled the biggest one with a half gallon of milk and a pack of Oreos. One of the other ones had Ironman underwear (contributed by Annie) and potted meat. You heard me right. You can find it at the dollar store.
It was an evening event. We had everyone bring flashlights. Here's everyone lined up waiting for the signal to start.
Ah, my favorite part of the evening. After everyone ran recklessly around the pond in search of eggs and other goodies, we gathered in the living room for everyone to show off their spoils. The crowning event: Annie begins to open a large egg...it starts opening itself...Annie screams, "Is it alive Bryan!!??"...and a real live frog jumps out. Landon had found it out by the pond and convinced Bryan to put it in an egg for his wife to open. As this is all happening I jump from my seat and scream, "Shut up! No way!" I loved it soooooo much.
The egg hunters:
Just a shot I grabbed of me and some darling friends:
Now that's what I call an Easter egg hunt.