For the first time in about 20 years we went egg rolling. Every Easter, we used to go with my grandparents and roll our eggs in the Glen through in their town. We would paint them the night before and have a competition to see whose egg would last the longest before breaking. My Grandad's would always last the longest. Then after he passed away, the tradition kind of ended.
So this year, we decided to resurrect (pardon the pun!) the tradition again with the wee one. My husband and I decorated the eggs the night before, and met my sister and her fiancé at the park. We got so many great shots of the egg rolling, but these are my favourites: