This Easter may have been under different circumstances than previous years, but that didn't stop us from adding to our rich history of raising master egg hunters....
Nobody was going to outrun Amelia to the eggs....
Nobody was going to celebrate finding an egg (or a dog ball he thought was an egg) like Everett with his war cry...
Nobody could scour the tall monkey grass for the FIVE eggs the kids "hid" and none of us could find like Olive....
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