Dad's sweetheart, Julie, invited us to her company's annual Easter egg hunt in Orem. We had a ton of fun. It was cold and windy, but the kids didn't care. They had different sections roped off for all ages - including adult women and men. I ran in the women's hunt and got ONE little egg. It was scarry! The men's hunt was even worse - a little old grandpa got trampled. He survived, but geesh people! My brother Matt got a snicker's bar out of it. Noah was more interested in putting his basket on his head, than searching for eggs. But he sure got excited when he saw the Easter bunny. He went up to him and gave him a hug!
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