



Not to be outdone by any other kid my age, I managed two Easter Egg hunts this year (although I really didn't know what they were). Both were spent with my cousin, Jacee. We first hit the park where there were tons of boys and girls rushing for candy. I didn't get my share, but no worries because Jacee and I got our faces painted, pet some farm animals and rode a fire truck. It was also my first time in a Jumpee. Holy cow! That thing is nuts.
On Easter Sunday, my aunt Jeanne and uncle Cory hid some eggs and Jacee and I were able to find them in their backyard. Grandma Judy and Daddy helped me find the pretty eggs that my Mommy plans to make into some kind of salad. Ewww!