When you have five children all six years old and under, you just can’t be too… well… difficult with your egg hiding spots. You can’t leave them out all over the rug, either, because that takes the fun out of things. The problem is finding a balance.
So yesterday afternoon found me hiding one hundred eggs in some of the rooms in our house. (Some of the rooms because I couldn’t hide them in the rec room where the kids were or in the nursery where Eli was sleeping.) For the most part, I was able to put them in spots where, from a certain angle, they would be visible. The best places for this sort of thing were behind pillows, sticking out of shoes, tucked under the suspenders of our clown doll, etc. Slightly more difficult, but still doable was putting an egg in each pocket of a robe that had been hung over a chair (I figured if they bumped it they’d hear the M&M’s in the egg rattle). I also put one in each of their dresser drawers. I decided if they found one, they’d check the other drawers as well.
It actually went pretty well. I told them they could each find twenty eggs, and when the older ones found all of theirs they helped the younger ones. The three year old was a little frustrating because she’d stand in the middle of a room whining, “I can’t find any!” without actually bothering to look. But I ended up just helping her like I was the younger two and things went better.
All in all, with a little help, 99 eggs were found. I found the one AWOL egg later… some clothes had been pushed over it a bit so it wasn’t as visible as it had been at first. I think I did a pretty good hiding job if there was only one that couldn’t be found. Er… good by the standards of small children, anyway. I did a terrible hiding job if I was actually hiding them. But I wasn’t. So I succeeded. Right?
Side note: Desta now has the stomach virus. No, she didn’t get sick from eating too much candy. She actually hadn’t had any yet when she started throwing up. The poor kid was vomiting so hard it was coming out her nose. TMI? Maybe, but it was interesting at the same time as I felt terrible for her. I hadn’t realized that someone could do that. Thankfully, hers seems to be following the same track as Eli’s, which means it’s coming out the other end now. Thank God for pull-ups! And if hers continues to be like Eli’s, it’ll only last for 24 hours. Amen! So be it!
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1 Heidi Wilson // Mar 25, 2008 at 4:22 pm
Mark just had that yesterday, but he is better. Oh to be a kid! He used to have it come out his nose too, ewwww… he is outgrowing that now.
I hope mommy is feeling better!
And I’m impressed that you found all the eggs.