Yesterday was the 30th annual "Whitby" family Easter-egg hunt. I look forward to this day each year, it's one of my favorite family gatherings. We meet at Moyle Park in Alpine at noon on the 1st Saturday of April. Family come from all over to visit this weekend. The small grove is nestled up against the Wasatch mountains right next to a big creek. There are wonderful trails for the kids to run and explore with plenty of trees, shrubbery, fallen logs, rocks and little nook and cranny's to hide all the eggs. In the small clearing next to the creek there are two fire pits, a couple picnic tables and a bench.
We lay down blankets and set up chairs around the fire to roast hot dogs. I always look forward to seeing everyone, and spending the afternoon catching up on the past year. It's tradition to find Nita's delicious baked beans, Jen's chicken and cabbage salad, and Emily's peanut butter bars. Aunt Jen and Nita fill around 60 dozen plastic eggs with candy, toys and coins, and we hide 12 dozen boiled eggs as well. You can always count on Uncle Jim to buy back some of the boiled eggs from the little kids for a quarter, for their piggy banks, of course! When I was in Jr. High Uncle Jim would hide a boiled egg painted like a black 8 ball for the older kids, always in a really hard spot. Some years we couldn't even find it, but whoever found it won $10! He has since retired that tradition, but I think it's time for me to pick it up next year. By then I think there will be some nieces and nephews and second cousins old enough for a tough egg hunt.
We lay down blankets and set up chairs around the fire to roast hot dogs. I always look forward to seeing everyone, and spending the afternoon catching up on the past year. It's tradition to find Nita's delicious baked beans, Jen's chicken and cabbage salad, and Emily's peanut butter bars. Aunt Jen and Nita fill around 60 dozen plastic eggs with candy, toys and coins, and we hide 12 dozen boiled eggs as well. You can always count on Uncle Jim to buy back some of the boiled eggs from the little kids for a quarter, for their piggy banks, of course! When I was in Jr. High Uncle Jim would hide a boiled egg painted like a black 8 ball for the older kids, always in a really hard spot. Some years we couldn't even find it, but whoever found it won $10! He has since retired that tradition, but I think it's time for me to pick it up next year. By then I think there will be some nieces and nephews and second cousins old enough for a tough egg hunt.Here are Silas, Maggie (their cousin, my sister Michelle's daughter) and Logan....in their little fort. Let me zoom in.
STAY OUT! KIDZ ONLY! ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK! Silas....."out dad"!, Maggie- talk to the hand!
We held off the hunt for a little while because a few of the family were late. Logan was not very happy. Just look at that face! G-pa Mike was trying to cheer him up.
AND THE HUNT IS ON.............
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