eggs

this morning we joined some friends for an easter egg hunt.

we weren't sure how it was going to go,

since tennyson cried the entire way there.

and when we got to their house, he just laid on the floor.

then we got outside and showed tennyson that there were eggs to find,

and that he could put them in his basket.

and so he ran around for a while yelling,

quite excitedly,

"i see the egg!"

"i see the egg!"

"i see the egg!"

"i see the egg!"

"i see the egg!"

and then once his basket was full to the brim, and there were no more eggs to be found, he went back to crying.

oh, and maggie was there, too.

but since the ground was frozen solid, she didn't spend much time crawling around for eggs.

we had another hunt we were going to go to after this,

but since tennyson came away from this with a billion eggs (that might be a slight overestimate, but it's close)

and since his hands were completely frozen,

we decided to stop at mcdonald's instead.

so when we got home, he got to enjoy french fries and nuggets and the lorax,

all while playing with the loot from the hunt.