Then we had the most raucous, free-for-all easter egg hunt I've ever been a party to. Claudia, who, when younger used to only get a few eggs every year because she was too shy to assert herself when she spied the same egg as another litle child, apparently found her Assertive Voice this year. She set the tone from the very first second by running through the house, tossing eggs in her basket as fast as she could go, yelling, "I AM WINNING! I AM WINNING!" so the little girls followed suit and started competing with her big time. The hunt was a full contact sport complete with much laughter, dirty tricks (stealing out of others' baskets) and tackles and at one point, Jordan was completely pinned in the coat closet. Oh, My God. They found the 156 eggs that were hidden, the dog was in complete shock, and then Claudia insisted they count their eggs to determine, once and for all, who was the champion, and the loser had to be sacrificed to Jesus (sorry, she's a Unitarian Child and she's embracing it). I was looking through her basket afterwards and found one of the little girls' hubba bubba eggs they got from the easter bunny. When I told Claudia she had to give it back she opened it and got a piece of gum out, and slowly raised it to her mouth, sort of laughingly looking me in the eye, daring me to tell her no. She nibbled it mock savoringly and said breathlessly, "Victory tastes sweet." And then she hopped up, skipped over to the little girls and gave the gum back.
The only bad thing of the day was I completely didn't have the energy to make cascarones this year. Kids were disappointed. Oh, well, there's always next year.
Egg dyes. Everything from jungle green to maize.
Claudia decorated some of hers with drawings done in sharpy.
The finished product.
The baskets.
Determining the "winner". It's like raising the Geller children.
2 comments:
that-a-way claudia. a girl after my own competative heart.
can i come play with you guys, sounds like fun great times in your house!
yes, come play!
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