Sunday evening: after a too short nap and LOTS of excitement. More friends to play with and watch hunt eggs. Everyone had their own strategy: Mallory cared mainly about keeping her milk handy, Meg exchanged her lovely basket for a garden bucket and Lyssa wanted only "pretty eggs."
LOTS and LOTS of Easter fun. I will confess a desire to pack all the plastic eggs away for next year, I doubt Mallory will mind a bit.
