Through the eyes of Dad

     We attended the local Easter egg hunt on Saturday, the one at the Sports Complex.
     First I have to say that it seemed SILLY that two egg hunts were scheduled for the exact same time and just right down the road from one another.
     We decided to attend the one sponsored by the Okanogan Women's Club, GFWC, as it is the one that many people we know are involved and it is the one with the Okanogan fire truck that starts the kiddos a runnin'!
     So, I have to make an observation. As I stood back and took pictures of our little one, I listened to Rick coach her on which eggs to find.
     The funny thing is...right next to my two, another little girl and her dad were lined up and he, too, was forming a plan of attack.
     I joked with both dads about how this appeared to be the Super Bowl of Easter egg hunts, as serious as they both were about where to go and what to grab.
     I guess you could consider it planning, but it was just funny to me. I am a competitive person, and I don't like to lose when I am in a competition, but an Easter egg hunt? Really?