Drew's 1st Easter Egg Hunt

I'm 95% sure most of you are tired of reading Easter posts within the blogging world, but I have just ONE more! I had to include our egg hunt fiasco event that we attended this past weekend. It was CRAZY. Seriously. Pure chaos.

So this year, I wanted to attempt an egg hunt with Drew. Knowing that he still topples a lot when walking, I figured a large hunt where kids were separated by age would be best. At least the 3 years olds wouldn't be too much bigger than him. I figured a 5 year old would just bull him over and not care!

So I found a 100,000 egg hunt that had a 2-3 age category but took really any kids under 3. When we got there, I estimate that nearly 4,000 people were already there. With Derek's anxiety starting to set in, we quickly registered and made our way to his area only to hear the hunt was being pushed back 15 minutes. This is where it got sticky. Kids were getting crazy. They were becoming very antsy as they could see all of the eggs and parents were quickly following. It was near lunch time. And nap time. A dangerous combination. Not to mention probably another 1,000 people had showed up.

So we waited. And more people came. And I began to get nervous despite Drew, on the other hand, watching balloons, eating popcorn and having no issues just hanging out.

You know in the Hunger Games preview where they are counting down the beginning of the game and your heart is pounding as you know what's next in store for the main character? That happened to me as the announcer began 5, 4, 3, ....

I bolted. I scooped up my kid and ran. My motherly instincts knew we would have 4 seconds to ensure he got an egg so I ran. I became 'that' parent, but to about 1/8th of the degree other parents were.

And I then stood up and saw the madhouse. Parents were literally dragging their kids in order to gather as many eggs as they could. Apparently there were a few 'golden' tickets in which you would win iPad's and other good prizes if you found those. It really felt like a 'hunt' in the truest meaning of the word. Drew was literally on the ground just long enough to grab those few eggs. Then I noticed that parents were brushing dangerously close to him as they sprinted by and I was done. He wouldn't know he only had a few eggs and at that point, his safety was my only concern. 

Once we got to the side where daddy was with the camera and bloggie, we were able to breath and look through our findings. 

And then the boys walked around a bit while mommy gawked in disbelief at how crazy some parents are.

And then we went home and enjoyed a quiet little hunt in our front yard where no madness could ensue.

Next year, we will not be back. Instead, I hope to find a much smaller scale hunt that Drew can actually enjoy and not be run over by crazy 30 and 40 year olds. Until then, I hope everyone else had a wonderful Easter!