Well, apparently not that happy for Miss E. We had an egg hunt at Grandma's on Saturday, and Ellie went down for a nap at 12 and didn't get up until 4:30 and missed the whole thing. By the time she woke up, all of her cousins were gone, the food was put away and we went home. Then today after church we hid some eggs for a mini-egg hunt in our yard, and, as you can see, she didn't really enjoy herself then either. If she found a real egg she would throw it back, and if she found a plastic one she'd plop down in the grass and open it, praying for more M&Ms. She's crying in this picture because Dad had the nerve to take away her candy. Poor Ellie. Better luck next year.
More pictures of happy children tomorrow.