Neighborhood Egg Hunt

Zac and I are still getting used to the perks of living in an organized neighborhood, so we're thrilled about every little thing. Imagine my happiness when I saw this sign when driving home from work with Alice on Friday:

Alice was so excited to have an egg hunt in our very own neighborhood! So even although we would really have rather slept in Saturday morning, we set our alarms and arrived at the neighborhood clubhouse just after nine.

First, they had donuts and coffee in the clubhouse, then after a critical mass accumulated, they set the kids loose. Like all egg hunts, this one was over in about five minutes. Simon didn't get any eggs because by the time he warmed up to the task, they were all gone. Alice kind of went the wrong direction, so she only got two.  Simon didn't care and just wanted to go fishing, but Alice cried.

After the kids ate a few of the hard-boiled eggs, they seemed to revive and played chase and hide and go seek with the neighbors.

Then Zac took them on a walk on the way home, and they found a nice tunnel filled with mud.  What a fun morning!