Outdoor Hunt...

On Saturday, the snow had melted, so we went out to hunt some empty eggs. Emmy is really a natural at the hunting eggs thing. She would pick up an egg and yell, "YEA!!!" Tate was more interested in the grass and weeds. Counting her treasures!

Tate thought the new sand bucket he got in his basket was great for picking up eggs, too!

Emmy carrying more eggs than she can hold.

Tate was much more interested in picking the flowers.

Here, Banty, want a weed?

This hunting is serious stuff!

Thinking about where else to look.

Look, Sissy, flowers!!!!

Tater, I think there is more over there!