In my extended family the ages at the kiddie table range from thirteen to twenty seven, yet as all the cousins get older my aunt still hides easter eggs out on the front lawn for us to hunt. Now this used to be a good 'ol fashioned hunt, but in the past five years we've had full-contact easter egg hunts where it's every person for themselves. Basically we all grab baskets of some sort, (this year it was big cups) and we run out the front door and find as many eggs as fast as we possibly can. Once there seem to be no more eggs to find, the object of the hunt becomes to knock over other peoples cups and steal there eggs. Full contact, no rules. I myself tend to work the defense angle where when someone comes at me I use my breast to cover the cup and curl up into a ball. It's very effective really. And when someone else's cup gets knocked over I'm an excellent scrambler. Hehehe, easter eggs... scrambling... I didn't think of that until now.
Anyway the point is that this is one of my favourite parts of easter and since yesterday was my Grandfather's 86th birthday the family got together on Sunday for a big dinner, birthday cake, and an easter egg hunt. It was great to see my Grandad and I came out of the hunt with more eggs than anyone else so I was right proud!