The Boy's First Hunt

This is Isaiah's first easter that he can actively participate in. Last year was a little tricky because of Amy's death, and the year before that he wasn't even crawling yet. Not that it would have stopped him, we just thought it best to let him wait.

We spend the morning hanging out in our bedroom, being lazy, then being rowdy, eating breakfast, then being rowdy again. After Isaiah "cleaned up", we painted some eggs, but Isaiah thought it best to eat his instead. I hid a bunch of plastic eggs in the lawn of Bright City Studios across the street, and Isaiah went to town.

Zoyenka will have to wait until next year to join in all the reindeer games, but she's certainly interested in what we were doing. We think she may have eaten a jellybean. Heather underestimated Zoey's prowess, and the little girl successfully opened a plastic egg at her highchair, and promptly "spazzed out", flailing her arms and squealing for joy. Most everything ended up on the floor, but that doesn't mean she didn't sneak one in her mouth during the diversion.