This morning we took Lex to an Easter egg hunt over at the Hillsboro fairgrounds.  It was utter chaos.  The ten o’clock hunt was for kids age 2 and under, but there were millions of children and the entire hunt lasted maybe 60 seconds.  Poor Lex only picked up one plastic egg, and even that was a gift.  One parent felt sorry for us and dragged her child away so Lex could get one.    

Here we’re waiting for the hunt to begin:

Our token egg:

Lex’s favorite part of the morning was getting a balloon:

Checking out the tires on a police car:

Lex’s least favorite part of the morning was meeting the “State Farm Insurance Bear” who was handing out pamphlets.  He instantly burst into tears.  (FYI - Lex was also terrified of the Little Caesars character walking around selling pizza.)

But since I can’t leave this blog entry with Lex being sad, here’s a picture of him from yesterday.  My parents sent us a gift basket of Easter cookies, and Lex really enjoyed playing with the basket stuffing.