Today we went to the Easter egg hunt that was put on by the American mom's group. It was at a lady's house with a MASSIVE garden. Most people with a "garden", have a balcony. So a real garden is quite luxurious but this garden is impossible to explain. It was a freakin park. And at that, one of the biggest parks I have ever been to. So the kids first did the egg hunt and Brody devoured his chocolate treats before all the kids had reached their egg limit. They were allowed 5 each, he ended up with 10. Then they went on a bear hunt. Abbey is crying because she was scared after the bear hunt. Ryan spent most of his time wandering the garden looking for a place to paint. I feel weird calling it a "garden" can't they just say "backyard"? I mean "backpark".