The boy is so literal.
On Easter Saturday we took the kids to the big hunt at the park. They had each age group sectioned off by colored balloons. Spider and Sugar were in the blue baloon group, and Engineer was in the red balloon group. We kept reminding him before the girls went that he would have to wait this round and that he was in the red group. Well, the announcer started the engines for the little ones.
The girls made a good haul. Lots and lots of eggs. Then we had to race over to the next group because the turnover time was quick. We let Engineer loose and lost sight of him in the crowd. I finally decided that I needed to move in, he’s a sensitive type and I didn’t want him lost or upset in there. And when I found him he was VERY happy. Considering his miniscule haul, I was glad he was smiling.
In his bucket: 3 eggs only. All RED.
I didn’t figure it out until later that it was because we were pumping him so full of "red group" talk that he felt his mission was to find red eggs. And we’re happy he found some, because red isn’t your typical Easter color.
I love this kid’s enthusiasm and his innocence. If only I could be as overjoyed at every accomplishment I made, no matter how small. I’m glad I have him around.
Too sweet! It seems like yesterday that my kids were doing all of that! I was lucky enough to have all 3 of my kids make it home for Easter this year, and my middle daughter remarked that searching for her basket on Easter morning was one of the highlights of her childhood. Thank God she remembers something good and not just getting paddled in the middle of Walmart when she was little!!
Comment by laura — March 25, 2008 @ 8:02 pm