Easter is one of those holidays I have fond memories of. As a child my father use to wake up early and hide all the eggs me, my brother and sister dyed the night before. Then with woven baskets in hand we would take to the yard in search of the illusive yolk filled treasures......Thinking back on those times always makes me smile. So I was beside myself when my family introduced my nephew to the tradition. Below are some pictures of my nephew in his first easter egg hunt....
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