Today, Mom had grand stuff planned for us. She started the day by letting me have a doughnut. That doesn't happen very often. Like, EVER.
Then, Mom registered me for the "Wee Walkers" Easter Egg hunt through the Raleigh Parks and Rec. It was only for ages 1-4, so I was guaranteed that I could at least hold my own against the 1 years olds. As it turned out, I'm sharper than your average 1-4 year old, and I got plenty of eggs. But we're getting to that..
I was too young to remember last years Easter Egg hunt at Grandma and Grandpa Barnes' house, so Mom and I did a little practice run at our house before we left. A refresher course is always good. (*see my note about needing to hold my own against the 4 years olds. Mom likes to see me prepared.)
We met our good friends the Carliles there at the park. I don't look too enthusiastic here, but it was a little chilly, and they were taking their sweet time getting started. Don't they know that a 1-4 year old has a 12 second attention span?
Off we went! I've got this!! Find and egg, grab an egg. Stop to open egg? No, must press on to find another egg!
Surveying the booty. I was disappointed to find nothing of a chocolate nature, or even a single solitary jelly bean. They were filled with stickers and fruit snacks. A smug triumph for Mom's everywhere. Humph.

Ok, so this photo is hard for Mom to even help me blog about. (Back story time: Mom is deathly, irrationally, mind-bendingly terrified of snakes. She can't even see one on TV, or Dad has to change the channel. This is tough, because Dad is a wildlife biologist, and we watch a LOT of nature shows. Snakes just happen. She can pick up spiders, deal with bugs, and loves creatures of all kinds. But snakes are a no-go.) So for her to even take this picture, she had to stand WAYYYYY back, and ZOOOOM in. Mom's friend Kim had to hold me up to look at the snake. I like that Mom doesn't try to pass her prejudices on to me. She's cool like that. Anyone else think that it was wayyyy random to have snakes (and a turtle) on display for us to look at? Snakes? At an Easter egg hunt? Yeah, Mom didn't get it either.
....On to a safe activity like coloring. Phewww.
We finished up our egg hunt around 11:30, so it was off to McDonald's for my favorite lunch. French Fries and apples! Chocolate milk is awesome too. (Mom ate my hamburger)
I had so much fun, I fell asleep on the way home. Mom was able to transfer me to my bed, and we both took a nice little nap. We spent the afternoon playing sandbox, and other fun things. Mom says she loves spending the day with me, and I couldn't agree more. We're the perfect team.
(** Note on why it was
almost the perfect day: Grandpa Huffman was in the hospital getting some stents put in, and Mom was a little edgy about that. She didn't like not being there. Also, Daddy got something called a speeding ticket, and he's the GOOD driver in the family! Mom deserves one, Dad does not. And then our garage door broke. Bad things happen in threes? Phoooey on that.)