Happy Easter 2010...

The egg spinner was a hit!  The eggs were really pretty after a ride...

Easter morning came cold and snow-covered.  The Easter Bunny had hidden the decorated eggs outside the night before.  By morning, they were buried in the snow.  The boys didn't seem to mind at all- although all of the eggs never were found.  (I'm sure they were later found, and consumed, by Harley- the lover of hard-boiled eggs.)

The Easter Bunny was appreciative of the snack left for him.

After an egg hunt in the snow and a rifling through the baskets of candy, the boys were excited to blow up in the inflatable pool the Bunny left and load it up with all of the plastic balls.  Oh the joy!  Of course within a few hours they had put a whole in the top level of the pool.  Boys are so darn rough on things!  We'll have to see what magic we can work with a patch.  I'm sure Easter Bunny was hoping the pool would survive long enough to actually be used out of doors filled with water on a hot summer day.

The Bunny also left each of the boys a skateboard.

Mom and Dad will be glad when they are wheeling around outside, not in the house.

That afternoon an Eater Tea Party was held at Grandma and Grandpa Fotheringham's.  We each donned our Easter Bonnets and had finger sandwiches and lots of other great finger food.

We weren't sure if Harley would be alive when we returned from the Tea Party.  While down in the toy room inflating the pool, the dog had helped himself to at least three pounds of chocolate candy.  When I first noticed how much candy was gone from the baskets that were on the living room floor, I gasped.  I couldn't believe the boys had eaten that much candy!  Then I realized there were no wrappers anywhere- not on the floor, where they usually just drop them, or in the garbage can.  All it took was one look at Harley and the guilty hanging of his head that I realized he was the culprit.  He was still alive and kicking when we returned.  I was sure he had to have puked, but the floor was throw-up free.  I swear that dog has nine lives- hit on Canyon Road by a car going 50 m.p.h., eating three pounds of chocolate (which I keep hearing is supposed to be deadly to dogs), and we'll see what is next.