I'll start with the good. Yesterday was a lovely day. Nana and Papa came over, and I cooked a lunch complete with ham, potato salad, deviled eggs, baked beans, crescent rolls, and a strawberry pie. It was my first ham, and no one got food poisoning, so I consider it a success. While the ham was cooking, Sophie and I took a stroll around the neighborhood, and this was probably my favorite part of the day. She pointed out everything around her- trees, the sky, cars, etc. On the way back to the house, she stopped to pick every dandelion. It's amazing to see the world through a 2-year-old's eyes. Nana and Papa brought Easter baskets for everyone, including us, so my pantry and bathroom are now fully stocked. Thanks to them for making yesterday so special.
Last night, we dyed the eggs. No one fought, and there was only one egg casualty. 
I don't know what happened between last night and this morning, but everyone (except yours truly) woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Maybe that's because I slept on the couch. The baby had a rough night, so we slept together in the living room. Trevor was awake at 6 am. Vic stayed up too late. Wesley...well, Wesley was just Wesley. Let's just say that waking up in the morning and hiding eggs is not his thing.
So, I went out and hid 42 plastic eggs. I hid some on the ground for the baby, some at Vic's eye level, and some higher up for Trev. Of course, the older 2 went for the ones on the ground first, despite being told a few times that those were for the baby. Then, all hell broke loose. Vic accused Trev of taking an egg that she was about to get (which he did), and she tried to get it back out of his basket. She ended up smacking the bottom of his basket, and the next thing we knew, eggs were all over the ground. Some yelling and screaming occurred, and people were fighting over these ridiculous plastic eggs. And this was about 5 minutes into the hunt.
Trevor and Victoria were sent inside. So, Sophie was the winner by default. After the commotion ended, she had a fantastic time hunting the eggs alone.
Wesley is currently on a bike ride. He took some cash with him, so I'm a little nervous he may not return. When/if he does, I think we all are due for a well-derserved Easter nap.