Are you tired of reading about everyone's Easter? Well that's a shame.

Because here's a recap of mine!

I honestly have almost no recollection of what we did Saturday (that was so long ago!). But here are some pictures from that day, so apparently we gave the kids baths and they played with the magnadoodle til bed.

When Sam cheeses too hard these days, his eyes close, and I think it's pretty darn cute. As are his jelly Joker lips that spread to his cheeks.

Must remember to do baths after dinner. We don't have dainty little eaters on our hands..

Saturday night, I'm fairly certain I completely forgot that the next day was Easter, so Steve and I drank wine and watched House Hunters and then we woke up to this.

We told them it was a game. And it would strengthen their hand-eye coordination and give them an advantage over all the other kids at the Easter egg hunt later that morning. They bought it.

We headed up to post to take the kids to their first-ever Easter egg hunt. Oh the anticipation. We gathered around with the other children and waited. And waited. And waited. And waited. We were waiting for more people to show up apparently. You know, so that when they had 35 kids show up to hunt the 15 eggs? The five year olds would dominate and make sure the babies wouldn't get any. I told Steve that I guess we can't complain too much because it was a free Easter egg hunt, but let me go ahead and complain about it anyway because I think that will make me feel better and it's my blog and I do what I want. And kids? If you're reading this decades down the road, just remember that I had no idea that your first Easter egg hunt was going to be such a shitstorm. Lesson learned- do not count on the Army for any warm and fuzzy first-time experiences.

What the hell kind of an Easter egg hunt is this?

It was put on by the single soldier organization so that probably should have been Red Flag #1. They assume that a bunch of toddlers are willing to stand around and wait for a bunch of unknown people to arrive. Red Flag #2 was that the eggs they hid were real live BOILED EGGS. As in, someone, somewhere went to the trouble of purchasing eggs (but only about a dozen, mind you), boiling them, dying them, placing them in individual plastic sandwich bags, and then hiding them. Red Flag #3 was that I could only eyeball about 7 eggs from where I was standing and there were something like 842 kids present. Red Flag #4 was that the age group to hunt eggs was 1-5 years old. Because that's totally fair to the one year old babies that are still adjusting to their sea legs. Once they yelled go, Sam freaked and froze up so I grabbed his hand and drug him straight to an Easter egg so he could "find" it. Molly found zero. So great, we have one disgusting boiled egg and a horrible experience for a first Easter egg hunt. We took them back to the car and promised that we would hunt eggs FOR REAL this afternoon.

Trying to smush ants and kill time while waiting for the "hunt" to begin.

Fast forward to after naptime. I have Easter chalk, a bubble gun, and lots of plastic eggs. Let's go to the park.

Bless their little hearts, they raced around finding those eggs like there was something in them. (There wasn't. Because they don't know any different and guess who is going to use that to their advantage as long as possible?) We hid them twice because they were just. so. excited. After that was over, we busted out the big guns.

The bubble gun, that is.

After the excitement of the egg hunt was over, the kids played on the playground and then we went home and had a home-cooked meal. Not ham or anything fancy, but I did find some fresh brussel sprouts at a different commissary (can't get them up here) (I'm sure I looked like a hoarder as I gathered as many as I could, much to Steve's dismay), so I cooked those and some chicken and some mashed potatoes. I'm sure my children will have super fond memories of this Easter - hunting for zero boiled Easter eggs and eating brussel sprouts. Feel free to send all of my Mother Of The Year awards to the north end of South Korea, thanks.