Easter egg hunt

I still love Easter egg hunts. There is no convincing needed to get me to go hide eggs. I even initiated it this year. It brings back so many great memories of hiding eggs in my front yard. We hid the eggs we died. There were always a few casualties, but that just meant got to have a snack. Above are three of our nieces out hunting for those modern plastic eggs. I love these pictures: sweet girls in a rurual setting looking for eggs. It seems so nice and ideal. Of course, life there, or any place isn't, but these pictures could make you believe otherwise.