He carried his little bucket up to the line and held it the whole time we were waiting for the hunt to start. The true sign of a competitor.
The hunt begins...
...soo we only nabbed four eggs but what a glorious four eggs they were! AND, unlike some people, Jack actually grabbed all four eggs. Not LJ or I. Jack and his little egg-hunting self.
Added bonus, our little man did not cry when he saw the Easter Bunny. He laughed and if we had let him, would probably have tried to pet her.