Easter Weekend
Lisa's parents decided to come to Austin this weekend, so we decided we should go to Livingston (her home town) to see her aunt. As broken up as I am at not getting to see them, I was able to get over it with the help of an Easter egg hunt that the town puts on every year.

The town sections off several fields (divided up by age group) and lays out 15,000 plastic eggs. The eggs contain candy and wooden tokens that can be redeemed for prizes like bicycles or other toys. My wife's cousin took her kid to the event and went to the 3 and under "assisted" field. The adult assisted field is for kids that are too young to have the killer instinct when it comes to eggs, either because they're too young or handicapped. Her kid is young although I would classify anyone that doesn't have a broadband connection at home as handicapped.

For a few seconds after the hunt started, everything seemed fine:

About 5 seconds into it, the adults started "helping" the kids by scrambling for whatever eggs were in reach. This caused all of the kids to freeze up and just stand there. After 20 seconds, the whole thing was over. The unassisted fields lasted around 5 minutes each. The cousin's kids did alright, I guess, on gathering eggs:

Unfortunately, all of the kids that weren't working with an adult don't have the mad egg gathering skillz that an adult might. One adult in particular ran out on his own (no kid in sight) with two baskets in one hand and started rapidly scooping and tossing eggs with his free hand. He totally fucking owned the two and three year olds (to say nothing of the handicapped kids). As an adult myself, I was quite proud to see an older gentleman totally rock the kids at their own game and then proudly walk off with his well deserved haul:

Score, bitches!!!
- posted by Robert @ 3/27/2005 07:45:00 PM