Yesterday, the boys went on their second egg-hunt of the week. This time, I determined not to stress out for M over the whole thing and just let him do what he wanted. There were a ton of kids this time, because this playgroup is much bigger and M waited in eager anticipation to begin gathering his treats. When the organizers said to go, M ran with all the rest of the kids. I was so proud as he began to gather his eggs while I followed with B in one arm and the video camera in the other.
As M stopped after finding the first batch of eggs, I am embarrassed to report that I am caught on film urging him to go find some more. The funny part is that M had stopped to check out the trees or something of that elk. He literally just stopped in the middle of the event and started looking around...I'm not positive that he was looking for eggs. Well, that's him.
After I urged him to gather more eggs, I had to tell him that he had gathered enough and that it was time to stop...I wanted to make sure that all the kids got their fair share. M wouldn't stop. Again, so proud:)
M and B sat down to enjoy the gooey goodness of M's hard work. It was then that I noticed that a bird had taken a big old crap on M's head. I hear that's good luck. That's what I told myself as I scrubbed it off his hair with wet wipes and then poured antibacterial hand cleaner over his head.
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