The day before Easter, we headed over to good 'ol Broulims

for
their Easter egg hunt. Broulims does an egg hunt you wonder? I asked myself that same question. Who knew? Since it was freezing cold outside, I decided that it wasn't a bad option.
Well- this is how it went down. Isles 2 and 3 were reserved for the hunt- one for smaller kids, one for bigger kids. They hid the eggs amongst the items on the shelves and then each egg had candy in them, but they also had some with prizes(someone took home a DVD player, we on the other hand- a dozen glazed donuts). The Easter bunny was also present, which I practically had to force Jace to get even this close to and they also had a bin full of live baby bunnies.
But back to the hunt. They break the string and the children are off. I tell Jace to walk straight to the middle, since most of the other kids are working their way down the isle. Jace gets several eggs right off, being the only one with strategy apparently. Anyway...egg hunt is almost over. Here comes a late comer with a baby who is maybe one (and doesn't probably care in the first place). Mother is pouting wondering where all the eggs went. Looks straight into Jace's basket, sees his maybe 6 or so eggs and proceeds to say, "Well that's where all the eggs went- that is horrible that a parent would let their child do that." WHAT? Are you talking to me, I wonder? Apparently I'm not familiar with egg hunt protocol. I didn't think that was excessive- is each child only supposed to take one or what?
Although I could've said a lot of things, (like don't show up late for a 2 isle egg hunt), I ask Jace if we could take a few eggs out of his and put them back on the shelf for a few other kids to find. He's fine with it. So, I turn the other cheek and let her have her plastic egg glory.