The boys arrived home from preschool today holding two Easter eggs each. They had dyed them at school that morning, and the youngest insisted that he carry his into the house.
It didn’t take long for him to start playing with his insisting that they would not break. He rolled them down his Paw Patrol race track, and placed them on top of his cars as he made his way along the carpet.
Next he decided to hide them. He went back to his bedroom and playroom and then beckoned me to come find them.
I walked into his bedroom and there laying quite conspicuously on top of the bedspread was a pink egg. The second egg was nestled quite conspicuously between two tractors.
Im not sure he fully gets the concept of hiding eggs!
But he was quite pleased with himself and thrilled when I found them.
I think what I got the biggest kick out of was how much fun he was having playing with two hard boiled eggs.
Update
By the end of the day both eggs had been cracked. After the second one cracked he proceeded to stomp on the egg and squish it to smithereens. Needless to say he wasn’t a happy camper at that point.
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