Training Day

Tomorrow is the Easter egg hunt. 

That alone should be enough said about this blog.

I figure, if Will is half as good as finding eggs as he is at finding Kenya's "stinkys" , we'll be in good shape.

So I got out the eggs and his basket, threw out a bunch in the backyard and turned him loose.  

We started out good. He was finding them, putting them in his basket and moving on to the next one...

and then something happened.

Suddenly his basket was forgotten.  Technique was forgotten.  

 And madness set in.

Apparently, is little play thing is a much better keeper for his eggs than his basket.

He had a blast playing with them, throwing them, and then Willzilla came alive.

If I wanted to save any eggs for his Easter basket on Sunday I had to save them NOW!

Quite a few didn't survive but we have enough for Sunday.

I just hope I didn't create a monster...

(Ok, so honestly, I just wanted to find something to do outside. I'm not that competitive)