|I tried to keep Hank's shirt tucked in but it was unpossible.|
Matt and I did indeed make a midnight run for more candy on Saturday night. Then he filled the eggs and hid them outside. After the kids found them all, he had them come inside, pool their eggs in the middle of the table, and do an egg draft. This is the game designer in him. They enjoyed the heck out of it.
Nobody took a picture of me in my Easter finery--yes, I am like that desert rose, born to blush unseen--but you'll have to take my word that I looked totes cute. Here's a tiny, pretty flower instead.