Yesterday we dyed our eggs and this morning at 7:15 am we released the screaming hordes into our chilly Easter backyard to hunt down 39 eggs. They were stuck to the side of the house, hanging from trees, camouflaged in the gravel or garden, and (a couple) in plain sight. I hope we didn’t wake the neighbors, but I’m pretty sure we were loud enough to do the job. In the end, they only found 38 eggs. Hm. Well, we’ll get back to it after church.