Baskets pre-loaded with gifts from the grandparents Easter Bunny.
We later went to my parents' country club (gag) for Easter Brunch and Egg Hunt. Emi makes full use of the buffet.
The children were both frightened of this Easter Bunny, which was similar to the creepy bunny from Donnie Darko.
The kids waited till The Easter Bunny left to take a piss, then fooled around in his Throne area.
And the Hunt begins!
This is my mom elbow-deep in shrubbery looking for Easter eggs. She was barking military-style orders to Isaac, things like "You can get a better view from above!" and "I'll take this quadrant, you stake out the perimeter!" At one point she cried, “Got an egg!” but she was holding a driving range golf ball. Sigh, my mom rocks.
Emi, Emi, quite contrary.
Easter kiddie putt. Isaac drew a crowd but didn't sink any. So off to golf camp he goes.
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If you want to read about how our friend-making hamburger and hot dog night went, I wrote it up as a guest post at Kimchi Mamas. Lots of interesting comments there as well, it turns out we're not the only dirty hippie Asian family in the world.
And if you want to read a horrific story of What Happened to the Children While Mama Went to Get a Pedicure, check out Tim's sad account of what went down. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
