Easter Egg Hunt

Boy, was it ever a chilly day for our neighborhood's annual Easter egg hunt. As we pulled up with the double baby jogger with seconds to spare until the guy with the mic said "GO", the rest of the older kids were seriously scanning the grass to plan their route. Henry, with Jay's help, did manage to find a few eggs to put in his basket, while Bryn just stood in one spot watching the chaos and trying to stay away from the Easter bunny. Sorry no pics of Bryn. I was holding her, trying to operate the video camera, and attempting to warm up my numb fingers.