pushing and shoving allowed

happy easter, friends.  as usual, sunday lunch was enjoyed at the washburn manor today.  sitting down at the table with fifteen or so people is always such a reminder of the blessings in my life.  there is such a remarkable sense of community when you have that many people sitting down around one table (or two put together to form one).

papa dubs hid some eggs for the big kids.  big kids = 24-33 year olds.  who says you have to be a kid to enjoy an easter egg hunt?  the egg hunt was moved indoors due to the rain.  we decided to go ahead and hunt for the eggs while the ham finished cooking.  impatient much?  maybe.  so, we all scrounged for baskets or bowls around washburn manor to use as our easter basket.  imagine a dozen big kids standing at the top of the stairs waiting to be released to egg zone.  oh, i should also mention that there was a prize for the big kid that found the most eggs and there were money eggs involved.  there was one rule...pushing and shoving was allowed.  10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. GO!

turns out, even big kids don't hunt eggs well.  after an area would be deemed "cleared," someone else would comb through the area and still find eggs.

i found three eggs.  my prizes:  a reese peanut butter egg, whoppers, and an empty egg.  success.