Easter 2012 will go down in my children's memories as the year mom soft boiled the eggs. They were great sports about hunting for the eggs and tossing them into the horse pasture. Way to go Mom!
They will also remember trying to leave after hunting for eggs at Grandma and Grandpa's house, because as Justin tried to get in the car he somehow cut his eye and needed stitches. He had one heck of a shiner. The tough little guy never cried once after the blood was gone. Everyone in the ER came by to meet the toddler who didn't move at the sight of needles.
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