After some fun with Mie on Saturday, we stayed home on Easter Sunday to take part in the annual neighborhood easter egg hunt. We were told to leave a dozen eggs for every child under seven in the morning and the older kids on the block would hid them on the grass median in front of our house. At noon exactly, the elders of the block (second photo from the left) blew a whistle and all the kids ran across the street which had been blocked to traffic by two pickup trucks. For the next 30 minutes it was complete mayhem until all the eggs had been gathered up.
