This weekend we went to my parents’ farm.

After the village easter egg hunt:

(That night, we told him the Easter Bunny was going to visit the house. My son replied, “I just hope he doesn’t throw eggs at my head!” — Apparently, the Easter Bunny at the village egg hunt sometimes threw eggs from his basket, and a few came near my son’s head.)

A slice of life…

I’m fascinated by how my son organizes things. He’s more interested in playing with the eggs than eating them!