Saturday began with a morning jaunt to our local park for the annual egg hunt. I don't know if it was the fact that Annelise has moved up into a more aggressive age group (the 5-7 year olds), she was too slow or if this was the reflection of harder economic times, but her basket was woefully shallow this year.
The kids took breaks from eating to play and the grown ups had plenty of time to chat. Love that.
I was relaxed and really happy to have friends in our home. I don't think I can adequately describe my feelings of joy, mixed with kick myself regret for not doing this more regularly. The afternoon reminded me that the most important thing is friends being together, not being paralyzed into rarely entertaining because of ridiculous doubts and worries.
In between outside play time for the little people (and the big), we dyed eggs. Once Annelise made it clear she'd rather play than be creative with food coloring, I briefly questioned my thought pattern in boiling 1.5 dozen eggs the night before. Oh well.