The funny thing is that Brett really hid the eggs the next morning for me to find. I like to pretend I thought it was childish, but secretly I think it was awesome. And yes, I am so good that I found all of them.
After church we went to Laurel's (Brett's sister) house for Easter dinner. It was great being down there for the second Easter in a row. We even took the little nieces across the street to the park to burn off some sugar. Luckily I do actually have pictures of that.