To celebrate the kids getting over the funk:

And the laundry being (mostly) done, thanks to Grandma (and Evan):

We went to a local Easter Egg hunt at a farm. We brought a pizza lunch:

Combined with whatever else I had lying around in the diaper bag:

Then the Easter Egg hunt was set to begin. Corinne thought the basket made an excellent necklace:
When the bigger kids invaded the "under 3" section and stole all the eggs, she wasn't impressed:
But she got the hang of hunting for the eggs very quickly (and learned a new word: egg). She was calling out for the eggs as she searched "Ho, egg? Ho egg?" I guess, expecting the eggs to jump out of the grass if she called loud enough.

Evan and Grandma looked on from the other side of the fence:

Corinne wanted to show Evan her eggs, so she gave him her basket:

Then we went over to the petting zoo area. Corinne chased a bunny around (finally caught him), held a baby duck, and a baby goat. She really wanted to feed the goats, so she picked up some dirt and started offering it to the goats. None took her up on her offer.
Finally, we went on a tractor ride. Evan was more interested in the lemonade slushie than the cows we saw.