Easter Eggs

 On Good Friday, we dyed Easter eggs. The girls decided they wanted to hand paint some with paintbrushes and this turned out to be more difficult than they thought. It was fun though!


 I love cartons full of colored eggs.


Easter morning after church, the egg hunt began. And so did the crazy and haphazard running about in the back yard.
 Shouts of joy over finding plastic eggs filled with unknown treasures inside {mostly peeps, jelly beans, and quarters} were heard from everyone.


 Both Alyssa and Emma seemed to be able to run faster with one arm thrust up in the air. Notice how Emma changed into gym shoes in preparation for the hunt. I'm pretty sure this violates every rule in proper Easter dress wearing etiquette. Easter egg hunting is very serious business though, and demands the most supportive footwear.


 We are about to embark on a test of sisterly love: are we sharing these things, or are we in competition? Mostly they shared (I do have a picture of Alyssa passing by an egg as she looks at it, leaving it for one of the little girls, it just turned out so blurry that it's hard to see what's going on), although Rebekah did try to sneak away all the eggs that had peeps in them. She learned the soft rustle noise the sugar made when she shook the egg and quickly tucked those in the bottom of her basket.


 No time to stop running now...


 These soggy leaves and overgrown, thorny raspberry plants that are as tall as I am will not stop me from getting the prized egg! No they will not. Not even if I snag my new tights and have to complain to my mom next Sunday that I have no good tights to wear to church!


 A sweet concerned face who seems to be missing something.


 Alyssa running in the background, again raising high one wild arm with a mind of it's own.


 Even if it costs her the precious pink egg on the ground just to her left, she's willing stop long enough to smile.


 Who knew running frenzied around the yard would eventually wear them out and slow their pace to a calming walk?


For their Grandmas, more Easter morning photos...
 


 The most eager to be photographed this morning...even if she did get a little silly about it.


 Sweet Ka'iulani laughter.


 Wow, I'm sure tired from all these pictures...can we be done now?