confetti eggs are fun...

Yes, indeed, fun for everyone. On Saturday we attended a bridal shower for my brother and his fiancee. It was a family type gathering with about a gozillion little kids, mid-size kids and big kids too. All the men folk sat out back while the women folk oohed and aahed over all the lovely shower gifts. All the kiddos sat around rather patiently waiting, waiting, waiting, for the Easter Egg Hunt that would follow. I'm telling you they must have set out a thousand eggs to be found. There were candy filled plastic eggs and confetti eggs as far as the eye could see.

Caleb doesn't quite have the egg hunt concept down yet. His idea of egg hunting is to be carried around while Mom or Dad hunts the eggs and then when it's time to pick up the eggs let him down to retrieve the egg and repeat. When this procedure wasn't completed to his satisfaction this was the scene:

Saturday-


and on Sunday too-


Logan totally has the egg hunt down, but the confetti eggs...well, they're a new fangled concept to this three year old. Once he had a sufficient bounty of eggs he brought his basket over to show us his loot. He knew to open the plastic ones for candy but the confetti eggs needed an explanation. We told him, "You crack these eggs on people's heads." He then proceeded to bonk himself on the head with one, only just enough to crunch the egg a little bit. Aunt Patty took it upon herself to show Logan just how confetti eggs should be broken and that's all she wrote folks. Logan then proceeded to grab confetti eggs out of his basket one at a time, very methodically. He'd hold one at arms length, concentrate on it a bit and then bend his elbow and crack it on his own skull.




Very 'frat boy and the beer can' if you ask me. We laughed our asses off.