Our neighbors go a little crazy.
One family hosts a neighborhood egg hunt and pancake breakfast every year; we loved being a part of it.
The host family lives in a cul-de-sac and designates each yard to a different age group.
Genius idea.
Belle made it to the 3 and younger yard, and was more interested in eating the candy on the ground that she was filling her basket with eggs.
Mac dominated his yard and returned with a full basket. Then he quickly took off to the blow-up slide.
From there we headed to Logan and hit Baby Animal Days.
Belle rode a pony, dominated the petting zoo, and never ever ever wanted to leave the baby chickens.
Mac just wanted to ride the train.
Another successful Easter.
I'm going to have to look into getting our own chickens someday ...
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