Get Out The Way

In case you wondered, the annual Smith Easter Egg Hunt did commence.  We moved the location this year and it rained.  It was muddy.  But we did it anyway.  Because you know how the adults in my family feel about this competition!  It's serious.  Dustin was sick and throwing up the night before.  Dr. Russ called in something to help him out, which I'm not sure was a good strategy for us.  But he made it for Easter Sunday morning.  And it was on!

On your mark, get set, GET OUT THE WAY!

I'm not sure if the kids were traumatized or just thought we were completely crazy.  I'm betting on the latter.  I'm quite positive Kristin and Lee's neighbors knew we had lost our minds.  There was running, screaming, yelling, and wheezing!  Not to mention five grown adults - a doctor, a professional, a manager, and two stay at home moms - running around with pastel colored Easter baskets! We're getting old and out of shape over here!  Haha!

And we scattered

Cheating in progress here - no help from the spectators, Kristin!

Teaming up - Team Johnson!  Didn't do any good.  Ha!

Someone forgot their uniform.

Everyone is going pretty slow at this point.

When the wheezing and heavy breathing and pain in the muscles and joints were at an all time high...and there were no more eggs found, the counting began.  There is the counting and documentng of the eggs and the counting and documenting of the cash.  Both of which take us all a little time.  Since we all lose count at least 3-4 times before landing on a final number.  Dustin has his own banker actually.

We canNOT figure out how this happens.  Every year.  With only one exception that I can remember. But Dustin was the big winner.  AGAIN.  By a huge margin!  Lee came in second and Russ third - always consistent.  Kristin and I swap back and forth on last place and next to last.  Every year.  I did come in last with the number of eggs - 38.  But I was not last place on the cash count.  So there's that.

Another egg hunt in the books!  Bragging rights for a year are set.  And Kristin and I will scrimp and pinch our little pennies to buy the most for our money.  Since we don't have quite as much to spare as the others.

It wasn't until the next day that we realized we never even had an egg hunt for the kids!  I'm sure Millie Janalee will notice next year.  Hopefully she will be content with candy!  No kids allowed in the big hunt.