Easter

Ryker had a great time at Easter. Grandma colored eggs and we cleverly hid them around the living room in plain sight. It didn't take long for Ryker to catch on to the game of finding the eggs and putting them in his basket. Of course, Ryker thought they were balls, not eggs, so the game eventually changed to throwing. Toward the end, Ryker realized the eggs could be broken and found it entertaining to squeeze them in his tiny hands. That's when the eggs became dinner.