Easter Egg Hunt

This Saturday was the first of two Easter egg hunts that we have plans to attend. It was held at West Laurel Hill Cemetery, which is on the National Register of Historic Places. Notable burials include Alexander Calder, a sculptor most famous for inventing the mobile, and Anna Jarvis, the originator of Mother's Day, who later spent most of her life fighting its commercialization. I had taken Bryn to this event last year without Luke but was excited that he was old enough to participate this year -- or so I thought. We got there right around 10, but the egg hunt didn't start until closer to 10:25. Luke had no patience for waiting, and after 10 or 15 minutes, he grew very upset for reasons unclear to me and Ken. Of 100+ kids, Luke was the only one crying -- and eventually screaming! While the lawn was just littered with plastic eggs, Luke didn't pick up a single egg. He ended up with two eggs in his basket -- one that another parent handed to Luke and one from Ken. Bryn, meanwhile, didn't quite understand the drill, either. As soon as the egg hunt started, Bryn picked up one egg and then stopped to open it. With the blink of an eye, other eggs around her were snatched up by other kids. Taking on the role as the competitive, interfering parent, I scooped Bryn up and took her to another part of the lawn; I told her to pick up as many eggs as she saw, as quickly as she could, and we'd open them as soon as we got home. After the mad dash had ended, Bryn and I spotted two eggs on the branches of this large tree. In the end, Bryn wound up with a dozen plastic eggs -- one filled with 50 pennies. We'll see how the egg hunt goes next weekend, but I'm lowering my expectations and most likely leaving Lukey at home.