June bug's stash.

PJ is clever. 

We had bribed her to use the toilet by giving her chocolate. That is her price. It is easy. That is, it WAS easy until Easter ruined it for us. 

We (Becky) gave her chocolate in a basket and she went about hiding it. I know she hid it because we didn't give her any, yet her gob was overflowing with Milky Way yesterday.

 I began my interrogation and found she should get a job with the mob (or government) for her skills in keeping quiet. Granted, I am no pro at prying out answers, but she would not give up her trove. I respect that, but, it is taking the wind out of the sails of our bribes. 

Sound the alarm. And protect your treats.

This donkey is only doing this until he can save enough to move to Tijuana. He's got a cousin there that is going to get him a good job.

PJ and Dad's Obssession-OK, PJ's

That's just nasty! It made its way onto Ricks sandal and then moved to his leg.
Rick is so good to take time with PJ and go look for snails every day.  On the weekends they go on excursions to gather up snails. This weekend they also decorated the snails with stickers. It's become a good tracking device. Within 3 hours they were able to tell how far some of the snails traveled and where they made their new home. They've also noted the lazy snails or dead ones that have stayed in the same location as manually planted.
Here's Rick helping to apply the first ladybug sticker onto the snail. Needless to say Rick and PJ were entertained all morning.

Anavarza-Old Roman/Byzantine Castle

This is a wall up on top of the mountain. If you can see the tiny slit in the side, PJ and I were in there while Rick explored up above and took the picture. There was a really good view overlooking the old Roman city that was destroyed by an earthquake, rebuilt, earthquake, taken over, rebuilt...

We honored the tradition of dying eggs, and PJ did quite swimmingly not spilling too much or cracking the eggs when she dropped them into the cups to color.
On Friday at school she got her face painted like a bunny. She kept looking in the mirror and saying, "I'm a bunny".
By the time this hunt actually started she was tired, and just wanted to go home. Especially after we made her sit by the Easter Bunny screaming. Sorry PJ, but you still did a great job gathering up those eggs.

She doesn't look excited in this picture, but she was. She would look at her coloring book and turn to the door, "Thanks Easter Bunny", then pick up her chocolate bunny, "Wow, thanks, Easter  Bunny". It was a successful day in the material Easter world.