The Pierce Family: Easter Festivities!

Monday, April 25, 2011

Easter Festivities!

The Easter Bunny came to our house Friday night and left WAYYYYYY too much chocolate! Kinsley had a great time finding, hiding, finding, hiding, finding, etc... the Easter eggs.

The Easter Bunny is starting to hide the eggs in trickier locations.

Easter Morning

Kinsley noticed the egg in the mask first and asked "What is that?" We told her the Easter Bunny hid it there and then she noticed the other eggs hidden around the house. She found them all in no time!

Aila's First Easter

Easter egg hunt outside

Kinsley wanted to hide the eggs and have me and Eric find them... looks like we will have to work on her "hiding" skills for next year.

Easter Dresses

Coloring Eggs

After church, dinner, and naps we colored some eggs. Kinsley enjoyed coloring the eggs with a white crayon and then seeing her "design" appear. Aila just enjoyed being a part of the action.

3 comments:

Angela Cothran said...: Kiley, Don't knock the Easter Bunny. You can never have too much chocolate.; April 25, 2011 at 9:33 AM
The Gracie Jones blog said...: Fun Easter! Love the girl's dresses and sweet little faces. I really love0 Kinsley's egg-hiding abilities. We missed you guys, but loved seeing you on skype!; April 25, 2011 at 4:40 PM
The Jones Crew said...: It looks like you guys had a fun easter this year I love the easter Dresses they look so cote I love all of your easter pictures they are all so cute Love, Kristi; April 27, 2011 at 5:27 PM

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