Austin was belly up to the bar watching bowling. Which I am sad to say is soo much like his daddy.
Clay was all ready for the hunt. Although he fell asleep before the hunt even happened.
Austin was playing with his bucket pretending it was a drum.
Once we got ready for the hunt I found out that we were off to the side of the grass area in the back of the Eagle's club. It was a good idea in theory but very bad placement. On that side of the patio area there was a huge rock. All the kids and parents who were helping had to go around the rock. It was not a great plan. As we got started Austing ended up getting smashed in the face with a metal bucket and started crying. And me being the concerned mom was like it is ok just rub it out it will be ok. So as he is screaming I pick him up and take him to the end of the area to have him start down there. But since the whole hunt lasted less thank 30 seconds there wasn't much time to get down to the eggs.
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