In fact, there are several fun little things the kids get to do in the week leading up to Easter; one of which is the egg drop. L has participated for the last two years and we think we have found what works. We packed our eggs in our 7x7x7 box, surrounded by bubble wrap and crumpled up Wal-Mart sacks.
(How's that for recycling?)
The principal of the elementary then climbed to the roof top to drop the eggs to the concrete below.
L felt pretty certain hers had survived. This wasn't her 1st egg drop.
B also was betting that his made it, although he was a little more nervous about the outcome. He had never done this before and didn't want to have a scrambled egg.
Luckily, both kids' eggs "survived".
The next day they were out of school and went to work with daddy. They were excited to spend the day with him and even earned $5 for all their work. They took down an old board fence and danced on the hood of the truck.
He even told me that he let them drive the skid steer.
Yes...they are 5 and 8. Please don't call child services.
I think they even finished the day with a new found appreciation for each other.
By Easter Sunday I had finally managed to scrub them clean.
Although the Easter bunny hid the eggs inside, and only a few on the porch, the kids did get to hunt eggs outside after church. Although, I definitely don't mean "hunt" in the literal sense.
When the eggs are lying on top of the grass in plain sight, there isn't much hunting to be done.
We were able to squeeze in two successful outdoor egg hunts on Easter Sunday in between rain showers. One at church.....
and the other and MiMi and PaPa's.