While we waited for the egg hunt to start in Williamsburg today, the boys played in the park. Correction...Tank played like crazy and Bubby sat back and watched, like usual. At one point, Tank proclaimed from the top of the slide..."I tooted! Mommy, I tooted" Of course everyone laughed as Daddy and I slouched and shook our heads, trying to pretend we didn't know the little boy full of "too much information".After the flatulence had cleared, the egg hunt began. There was a 5 egg limit per child, which I figured would be a hard thing to explain to Tank when there were hundreds of eggs all over the place. But he actually handled it well. I think he was overwhelmed by the amount of kids...there were tons! Bubby didn't even want to pick up the eggs. He was extremely overwhelmed and on sensory overload. Once Tank was done over in his age group, he hopped (pardon the pun) over to Bubby's group and helped him out.
I should mention that the day started with this...
So when the Easter Bunny was transported over to the park for the egg hunt, via a firetruck with blazing sirens, Bubby was less than impressed. He actually screamed and clung to me every time I tried to put him down after he witnessed that horrific site.
But I do have to give him credit, Tank wouldn't even go near the Easter Bunny.
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