Egg Hunt

We dyed eggs this morning and Tate had fun. He was too impatient to let them dry for stickers so he stuck them on his car instead. The boys went to the egg hunt in town. There were no actual eggs involved but rather just candy spread out in the park. Tate has a cold and is crabby. He refused to get in his bed tonight. All of our attempts and making monsters and ghosts go away did not work. Tate just became hysterical and said they were angry and still there.