Our Easter Egg Hunt, was more of a gather.

When Rachi saw this picture of Anya she said, "Put it away. Anya is so sad."

Here Rachi is stressed about waiting to get her eggs:

2-1/2 is both a horrible and a wonderful age. I love it and hate it nearly every minute of the day. They seem to be constantly fighting with one another and pushing me to give in all the time. This past week, though, we cut out all sugar from the house. And I have to say that everyone has been much happier. I didn't think it would work that fast, but it has. I mean, Sunday was an overdose of it on Easter, but ever since about Tuesday or so, the girls have been much much more calm. I saw glimpses today of what 3 and 4 may be like. I looked up from what I was doing to see that it was 2pm and I hadn't had to break up any fights all day. Awesome. I feel like I may be turning a corner to something new.