Church Eggstravaganza

Now, this was MUCH better, despite the fact that Jessie and Mya weren't able to attend with us. Mom met Parker and I up at her church for their Eggstravaganza. There were hundreds of people. No exaggeration. They had the egg hunts divided into age groups: Toddlers, Preschoolers, and School-Age. There were over 100 toddlers there to participate in just that age group! WHAT! But they certainly had enough candy and eggs to go around.

We did the egg hunt, blew some bubbles, looked at the petting zoo, and then got some yummy lunch and went into the fellowship hall to eat. When we were finished eating, Parker got down to play with the kids that were running and chasing eachother around, and he was specifically chasing a little girl who was probably his age or maybe a few months older. After a few minutes, the little girl ran past Parker, and intentionally hit him on the arm and kept running. I saw it on his face and knew this was not going to be good. I headed for him and I saw him raise his hand, fist in a ball, and head for the little girl who had stopped with her back towards him, cry/screaming all the way. I did not make it, he had hit her, but not at hard as I had expected and she just turned around to look at him. I grabbed him up and we made a dash for the door. I tried to get out of there quietly, but Parker kept yelling, as loud as he could, "Mommy, Mommy Mommy, she HIT Parker...like this (and he would show me)." By the time we got outside, my mom and I were laughing pretty hard as our "escape" was anything but quiet and how my well-mannered child had just taken justice into his own hands.