Our little Easter Bunny was a little grumpy at church, but had a great rest of the day. After lunch he was playing in the living room and bumped his head on the wood floors (a very regular occurrence for Eli). He didn't cry, but he displayed an upset face and proceeded to mumble some incoherent words about it as he pointed to his head. Obviously he didn't get the reaction he'd hoped from Daddy, so he came into the kitchen where I was. Eli pointed to his head and 'told' me again. Then he proceeded to re-enact the moment for me: he put his hands on the ground and touched his head to the floor and then stood up and pointed again, nodded and repeated what he'd said before.
After his nap we took Eli out to the park and searched for eggs. I hid a dozen plastic eggs filled with Kix (Eli's absolute favorite these days) in the grass and landscaping. He was very intrigued by the colorful eggs randomly placed in the wild, but he didn't quite get the concept at first. He would put an egg in his basket, but then he'd take it out before he put another one in, leaving no more than one in his possession at a time. After three or four eggs he stopped that practice, but then he would say "moooh" as soon as he put an egg in the basket. (As in, "More eggs, NOW!") Finally he exhausted the egg supply so we sat on the bench and opened them all up. Eli was quite excited to find "kiiiih" inside and repeated his "moooh" each time he finished a mouthful.
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