My grandfather's was our last stop this Easter. This is NOT a traditional egg hunt. Well, it begins that way but then turns out VERY ugly! The men hide the eggs for the kids and then the men talk all the kids into sharing their "real" eggs with them. Yes! You guessed it, an egg fight. Tucker was just being a normal kid and hunting eggs and all the sudden an egg flew through the air and just about hit us. Next thing I know he lays his basket down an takes off. I ask him where he is going and he yells, "I am going to have an egg fight!" He enjoyed this more than anything. Later that afternoon Gramps walked him over to the creek and you guessed it, Tucker came back WET! Gramps let him get in and he came back soaked. He spent the rest of the afternoon in his underwear! Another memorable Easter at Docs!
Monday, April 13, 2009
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