Easter and Frances

This was the first Easter that Frances was able to really appreciate. We didn't dye eggs but we did go to an Easter egg hunt at church.

I wasn't sure if Frances was old enough to really understand what she was supposed to do but I was wrong. We showed her the first two eggs and she got the idea. Then she was on a mission.

She initially found some easy eggs on the ground and under bushes. And each time she put one in the sack we all said "Yea". From then on, when she would spot one, her face would lighten up and she would pick it up and say "yea".

She moved on from finding just the easy ones to finding harder ones. She was finding them behind things and in crevices. She even went back and picked up some that she had seen before but passed up to get easier eggs.

When all the eggs were found, we had trouble telling her that we were done. Her eyes kept scanning the ground and more distressing, she would just wonder off while continuing to look. We were always keeping a close eye on her but there is the fear that she will break into a run right into the street before we can react. She didn't though.

Apparently, there were "silver eggs" (aluminum foil) hidden in various places and if you found one of those you got a special prize. At the end, the lady running it asked if Frances had gotten one. I said "no" and then she started asking the older kids to find Frances one. I told her that it was okay because she didn't know any difference. She didn't know that she was missing a prize by not having a silver egg. But the lady said "but there is a prize for [Frances]".

So, one of the older kids (who had helped hide the eggs) found one and gave it to Frances. She then got to her choice of a Pez dispenser or a grocery store ball. She chose the ball (as was expected).

She had such a good time finding eggs at church that her grandma (mother's side) suggested that we re-hide them in the back yard. She had a great time doing that too.

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