Easter on the Dniester

Do you know where the Dniester River is?  You probably should since only seven two syllable words rhyme with Easter according to the Word Hippo.  Dniester, of course, being one of them.  As with all LOE holidays, Easter was spread out over a week this year since the next state-wide holiday isn't until  JC's birthday in May.  It started with the official White Rock Ward/Community Egg Hunt put on by my beautiful momma.  The hunt overtook all of Rover Park which encompasses a full 10% of the land area of our town.  Given the acreage of the hunt, my beautiful momma could only pick one kid to follow.  She chose SM.  JC was not surprised.

At least we didn't have the kid who looked in the port-a-potty (see background of the above photo) and fell in.  Here is the lone photo of the older kids who were moving so fast they were a literal blur.  M is behind the kid wearing snow boots.

Here is a shot of M displaying her latest loss - two of her teeth fell out of her head leaving her unable to eat corn-on-the-cob but still able to eat Easter candy.

We moved on to coloring hard-boiled Easter eggs using tubs of dye.  When my dad was a kid he remembers gratuitous amounts of vinegar when coloring eggs.  We reminded him that in the 22nd century we had no such concerns.  Look - none of us have the face of one breathing Pine-Sol!

SM quickly figures out that these were no ordinary plastic eggs.  While everyone was dyeing and paying no attention she served herself a snack.

The next day was another Easter Egg hunt in the backyard of some kindly neighbors who also gave us ham.  Here is a shot of the camera-shy middle child in his Pops-Approved Purple Easter Shirt (PAPES).

Easter baskets from the Easter bunny focused mainly on water toys this year for the upcoming pool season.  SM traded everything in her basket for the other two stuffed animals which she wanders around with on a near-constant basis.

Happy Easter from the LOE Clan!