Sunday, 8 April 2012
The real deal Easter Egg Hunt
This year was probably the first Easter that we've had kids around who are about the right age to enjoy one of our Easter Egg Hunts. In our child free days, we tried it several times with grown-up friends who've smiled encouragingly but endured rather than enjoyed the whole experience seemingly as a means to earn their end of hunt roast Easter goose. We've also put several on for cousins and nephews who have enjoyed it, but with the same sort of air that someone who doesn't believe in Father Christmas enjoys their stocking.
As a result we went all out. We laid a trail that covered a mile circuit across the fields and rivers around our house. Arrows were drawn using sticks, stones, flour and old lentils that had been rattling around the house for the past five years. Clues were hung from bridges, suspended above deep river pools and tied to the local tractor muck spreading machine.
We also tied little tell-tale ribbons to plants and trees along the way, to give the kids encouragement that they were going the right way.
The favourite clue was the one that was hung from the bridge, only to be spotted when you threw the pooh sticks and raced to the other side to see who had won.
The last clue led the kids back to the garden where the stash had been buried in a box in the ground. The kids had to dig it out.....
.... before loading the wheelbarrow and heading home with their chocolate load. Happy kids, happy days.