Dad and M.J. hosted their annual Easter Egg Hunt, Treasure Hunt on Saturday.
The events are well orchestrated by my dad and stepmom, M.J., and has been a tradition since Patrick was a wee one.
Last year dad thought it would be fun to add a treasure hunt to the egg hunt. He was right!
Here's how it works...
There are a number of clues hidden throughout the property.
Little Mockingbird nooks and holes that were once unoccupied are now filled with clues and treasures.
There are a number of clues to be discovered in order to win the grand prize of one-hundred dollars. There are two teams, red and blue. Girls against boys!
No stone is left uncovered!
Even Tucker got in on the action this year!
If only Tucker could talk! Mums the word Tucker, no assistance please, and do not dig up the clues! Yes, some of those clues are buried!
Ready, set, go!
It was a bit chilly. However, it did not put a damper on the thrill of the hunt.
The boys won! The prize, not too shabby!
Later that day, as the evening drew to a close I began thinking.
My mind traveled back in time with soulful Egg Hunt past memories.
They're bigger now...
As my mind traveled back in Easter Egg past, a certain thought stood out...
How very blessed we are to have such wonderful memories that will live on in our hearts forever.
I would say that's the biggest treasure of all.
Thank you Dad & M.J.
Happy Easter!
May it be filled with joy and love.
Jill 00
