We crashed my parent's neighborhood Easter Egg Hunt
and ended up with quite the haul.
Thanks to Aunt Sierra and Papa's help.
And naturally Myer is oh so serious about the whole thing;
can't show too much excitement,
or look at the camera for that matter.
Man, when there's a prize involved, don't mess with boys.
But I did catch a smile though,
on our way home I peeked in the rear view mirror,
and saw him clutching his little basket of treasures, kicking his legs, and smiling to himself.
Victory.
Happy Easter!
