I Am The Hunter

Easter Sunday was a near-perfect day. The morning weather was beeyooteefull and the trees were full of Easter eggs! Well, that's the way things were in Wanstead Reserve in sunny Earlwood.

At the appointed time of 10am impatient children waited with their baskets for the hunt to begin.

They had to wait for latecomers.

It may have seemed like forever for the boys but it was only 10 minutes for the adults.

Finally, they were off. All the big kids stormed past this little tree and made a beeline for bigger trees where lots of eggs were hiding. Aunty Anne guided Graham to places where the competition to find eggs was less fierce.

Which didn't mean that Graham would actually pick up the eggs himself.

Meanwhile, Craig needed no such help.

He was in there with the best of them and occasionally diving in first.

Aunty Anne worked so hard helping Graham that she probably deserved to have a decent photo. You know, at least one that showed her face but .......

As a result of all that help Graham had plenty of chocolate eggs to enjoy.

Craig had done a great job. He had way too many eggs to eat all at once. The photo doesn't do him justice. His little basket had more eggs than could be easily counted. No one had more.

The boys sat down to enjoy the spoils of the hunt.

Back indoors the boys got busy with a little toy that featured an elevator.

Graham loved it.

After lunch the boys were taken outdoors again. The playground in Wanstead Reserve isn't huge but it's perfect when there's only two boys!

They really had plenty of space. There was a wide grassy area that wasn't being used at all.

They walked along the river and then crossed over to the other side where there's a much busier playground. There were lots of kids having lots of fun. The boys played there until dusk and it was time to go home.

There was good news when they arrived home. The toy that Graham liked so much had become his! It's previous owner had so many toys that this one was being given away.

In fact, both boys quite like it and they've been reasonably good about taking turns.

P.S. The next morning, Graham behaved like it was Boxing Day. When he woke up, the first thing he did was run out of bed to the living room to make sure the toy was still there! The smile on his face when he saw it was where he had left it the night before was radiant. :)