We took Gordito to the Church Easter Egg hunt on Saturday morning. There was a specific area just for 0-2 year olds. When it was time for the kids to go in, the parents stampeded and were frantically filling their kids baskets with eggs. It was horrible. Most the kids just wanted to sit in the grass and maybe play with an egg.
My kid didn't even get one because jerk parents were hoarding them.
I was shocked at all the pushing and greedy behavior over some plastic eggs with crap candy inside.
My husband an I just sort of looked at each other in disbelief and then quickly went home.
Is this just the beginning of this kind of behavior?
That is completely ridiculous. Way to suck the fun out of it for everyone. When I was a kid parents stood back & recorded it on the video cam. I hope this is not normal behavior.
A co-worker was sharing how her granddaughers Easter Egg hunt went. This is all two year olds and one dad ran out grabbed the eggs and started stuffing them into his pocket. Sadly I think at these hunts they may have to start enforcing rules where no parents allowed on the field while the children are looking for eggs or be made to put the eggs back. It is different encouraging them to pick up a egg but another thing to grab as many as you can out of reach of little ones.
Same at our local ones. Last year and this year at two different venues. We are not doing it next year. Dd7 got one egg this year. There is hope for humanity- a boy about 10 saw and came over and gave her 2 of his eggs.
Never took my kids to those massive hunts like that until they were around 5.
The little ones didn't really hunt eggs. They just played.
The ones I have been we're open to any one that showed up.
Some went to several.
The most parents would do was play the warmer/colder game if they were having trouble finding eggs.
Whenever I was coming up, our church would load up all the kids on the church buses, 7 school buses full, and those that didn't fit came in the parents cars, after church and we would go up to one of the members farms and hunt eggs in their fields and pastures. Acres and acres of eggs to find. That was always fun.
And it was real eggs!
Good times.
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I think the responsibility for parents' bad behavior like this has to fall on the organizers, who should have told those jerks to put down their trophies and get off the field.
These are the same parents who will be doing their kids' homework and science projects for them, then wonder why their kids turn into couch-potato bums.
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I remember when I was a kid at an Easter egg hunt some bigger boy pushed me down and stole my eggs. Then my big brother knocked HIM down and took back my eggs AND the boy's eggs.
Anyway, egg hunts aren't all they're cracked up to be... Ba dum tss...
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Bonny, How about doing your own hunt at your own place next year?
That's what we have always done.
Much less disappointing for the kids (and parents!)
we live in an apartment. I just wanted him to be outside and to hopefully meet some other parents at our church. We are trying to get more involved and meet people, but not having much luck. We may look at other churches in our neighborhood.
So sorry parents are so darn greedy, Bonny.
Here, each child is limited to a certain number of eggs, period. Example, depending on the number of kids in an age group, they may each get only 3 eggs if there is a bunch of kids or 10 eggs each if there is just a few kids in that age group.
IMHO, the egg hunt was poorly organized and supervised. Hope you can find a better one next year or do your own.
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Really? Limited to the number of eggs? Is that a thing now?
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We took Gordito to the Church Easter Egg hunt on Saturday morning. There was a specific area just for 0-2 year olds. When it was time for the kids to go in, the parents stampeded and were frantically filling their kids baskets with eggs. It was horrible. Most the kids just wanted to sit in the grass and maybe play with an egg.
My kid didn't even get one because jerk parents were hoarding them.
I was shocked at all the pushing and greedy behavior over some plastic eggs with crap candy inside.
My husband an I just sort of looked at each other in disbelief and then quickly went home.
Is this just the beginning of this kind of behavior?
Lol. I mean, I don't mean to laugh but I can so relate! That happened to my son when he was little the very first time I took him. It's a Dog Eat Dog world!
Parents should not be allowed to pick up the eggs. They should be outside the area and only go in if a child gets hurt. Or else the organizers could be inside and direct the kids to the parents if they get hurt. There are a lot of ways around "Baby Thunderdome" if people care to organize it properly.
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Babies in sumo suits. Lights every where. Cheering crowds.
Sounds like a SNL skit.
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Really? Limited to the number of eggs? Is that a thing now?
I'd rather limit the number of eggs than have the parents grab them all before the kids get a chance.
I just didn't realize that was done.
So different from just 15 years ago.
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We organized our hunts a little differently. We put bright (real) eggs in a small amount of that horrible plastic "grass" on the ground for the toddlers to find. Those who found more than 6 were shown how to share with the littler ones who hadn't found their allotment. We (the adults) then hid another batch of eggs (sans grass) in the same area, and the next older group went hunting. Once they had their allotment, they were encourage to help their peers. Win-win. The oldest group were given harder hiding places - one year they missed almost a dozen eggs! (Fortunately, the adults remembered where they were!). DH and I cooked and colored 24 dozen eggs. I couldn't LOOK at an egg for the next couple of days!
One hunt gave out numbers. And the kid had to go find the corresponding numbered eggs. That made sense.
That's a good idea. It would solve problems and be more fun. The egg 'hunt' is now just a bunch of eggs scattered on the ground, none are hidden.
There was a 3 egg limit at the one we went the this year too, but that didn't stop people from taking bags full.
Baby J was given a letter in her preschool class and we were supposed to supply the eggs she would hunt marked with that letter. Each parent was responsible for their own child to make sure they got the treats or items that their parents would not object to or took into consideration their allergies. So, I did that and got stuff other than candy, b/c Baby J doesn't like very much candy. Then, at the last minute, they changed the rules, put them all in the middle and told each kid to grab any 12 eggs. I was really ticked off. If that was what they were going to do - I could have done 12 eggs of anything. I bought her play-doh eggs and stuffed some of the others with stuff that she liked - and she didn't get any of those. She got 12 eggs full of candy she wouldn't eat. Not a big deal if we knew that going in - but to tell us one thing and then do another - not good.
So while the idea was good - they didn't follow through with it. Time constrainsts they said. Bad planning, I say.
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One hunt gave out numbers. And the kid had to go find the corresponding numbered eggs. That made sense.
That's a good idea. It would solve problems and be more fun. The egg 'hunt' is now just a bunch of eggs scattered on the ground, none are hidden.
There was a 3 egg limit at the one we went the this year too, but that didn't stop people from taking bags full.
Baby J was given a letter in her preschool class and we were supposed to supply the eggs she would hunt marked with that letter. Each parent was responsible for their own child to make sure they got the treats or items that their parents would not object to or took into consideration their allergies. So, I did that and got stuff other than candy, b/c Baby J doesn't like very much candy. Then, at the last minute, they changed the rules, put them all in the middle and told each kid to grab any 12 eggs. I was really ticked off. If that was what they were going to do - I could have done 12 eggs of anything. I bought her play-doh eggs and stuffed some of the others with stuff that she liked - and she didn't get any of those. She got 12 eggs full of candy she wouldn't eat. Not a big deal if we knew that going in - but to tell us one thing and then do another - not good.
So while the idea was good - they didn't follow through with it. Time constrainsts they said. Bad planning, I say.
Yes, planning fail, on their part. I'd be ticked, too.
One hunt gave out numbers. And the kid had to go find the corresponding numbered eggs. That made sense.
That's a good idea. It would solve problems and be more fun. The egg 'hunt' is now just a bunch of eggs scattered on the ground, none are hidden.
There was a 3 egg limit at the one we went the this year too, but that didn't stop people from taking bags full.
Baby J was given a letter in her preschool class and we were supposed to supply the eggs she would hunt marked with that letter. Each parent was responsible for their own child to make sure they got the treats or items that their parents would not object to or took into consideration their allergies. So, I did that and got stuff other than candy, b/c Baby J doesn't like very much candy. Then, at the last minute, they changed the rules, put them all in the middle and told each kid to grab any 12 eggs. I was really ticked off. If that was what they were going to do - I could have done 12 eggs of anything. I bought her play-doh eggs and stuffed some of the others with stuff that she liked - and she didn't get any of those. She got 12 eggs full of candy she wouldn't eat. Not a big deal if we knew that going in - but to tell us one thing and then do another - not good.
So while the idea was good - they didn't follow through with it. Time constrainsts they said. Bad planning, I say.
Such a good idea.....bad outcome. So now some kid with peanut allergies got the Reece's egg meant for another kid. And I'm sure some parents spent more than others & some put more effort in than others. Total fail on the part of the school.
One hunt gave out numbers. And the kid had to go find the corresponding numbered eggs. That made sense.
That's a good idea. It would solve problems and be more fun. The egg 'hunt' is now just a bunch of eggs scattered on the ground, none are hidden.
There was a 3 egg limit at the one we went the this year too, but that didn't stop people from taking bags full.
Baby J was given a letter in her preschool class and we were supposed to supply the eggs she would hunt marked with that letter. Each parent was responsible for their own child to make sure they got the treats or items that their parents would not object to or took into consideration their allergies. So, I did that and got stuff other than candy, b/c Baby J doesn't like very much candy. Then, at the last minute, they changed the rules, put them all in the middle and told each kid to grab any 12 eggs. I was really ticked off. If that was what they were going to do - I could have done 12 eggs of anything. I bought her play-doh eggs and stuffed some of the others with stuff that she liked - and she didn't get any of those. She got 12 eggs full of candy she wouldn't eat. Not a big deal if we knew that going in - but to tell us one thing and then do another - not good.
So while the idea was good - they didn't follow through with it. Time constrainsts they said. Bad planning, I say.
Such a good idea.....bad outcome. So now some kid with peanut allergies got the Reece's egg meant for another kid. And I'm sure some parents spent more than others & some put more effort in than others. Total fail on the part of the school.
Yeah, I think this was actually quite dangerous...
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A point for each egg found and then they choose from a table according to the points the have.
Like those ticket exchange things at game rooms.
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Definitely these parents are jerks. But I do not think that is limited to Easter Egg hunts. Ever watch a bunch of parents at a Little League Game - or even a practice - ?? Wow, seems like the future of the world depends on what the kid does. I have observed this kind of behavior when I have been back to the Midwest visiting and my great nephews were playing softball or baseball. Yes, parents are jerks...
We took SS to an Easter egg hunt. It was a disaster. So poorly planned. They gave each of the kids a slip of paper with letters and numbers. We didn't even realize what it was for. Then we found out DURING THE HUNT that you were supposed to find like three S's and two of this letter and one of that. It was supposed to spell out Jesus Lives at the end and all the kids got an even number of eggs. But yeah, that didn't happen. Some of the kids were just piling in the eggs. Some left with a ton of eggs. SS didn't get all his eggs and one was empty and one had one lifesaver in it.
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Definitely these parents are jerks. But I do not think that is limited to Easter Egg hunts. Ever watch a bunch of parents at a Little League Game - or even a practice - ?? Wow, seems like the future of the world depends on what the kid does. I have observed this kind of behavior when I have been back to the Midwest visiting and my great nephews were playing softball or baseball. Yes, parents are jerks...
Or a soccer game.
When DS2 was a teen, he reffed games for 5 & 6 year old kids. You would not believe the number of times parents yelled at him.
Definitely these parents are jerks. But I do not think that is limited to Easter Egg hunts. Ever watch a bunch of parents at a Little League Game - or even a practice - ?? Wow, seems like the future of the world depends on what the kid does. I have observed this kind of behavior when I have been back to the Midwest visiting and my great nephews were playing softball or baseball. Yes, parents are jerks...
Or a soccer game.
When DS2 was a teen, he reffed games for 5 & 6 year old kids. You would not believe the number of times parents yelled at him.
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And that is the real reason behind the 'we don't keep score, everybody wins' team sports nowadays. Its not to protect the kids- it's to keep the parents from going crazy.
Definitely these parents are jerks. But I do not think that is limited to Easter Egg hunts. Ever watch a bunch of parents at a Little League Game - or even a practice - ?? Wow, seems like the future of the world depends on what the kid does. I have observed this kind of behavior when I have been back to the Midwest visiting and my great nephews were playing softball or baseball. Yes, parents are jerks...
Or a soccer game.
When DS2 was a teen, he reffed games for 5 & 6 year old kids. You would not believe the number of times parents yelled at him.
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And that is the real reason behind the 'we don't keep score, everybody wins' team sports nowadays. Its not to protect the kids- it's to keep the parents from going crazy.
Exactly!!
When DD was little and played rec league sports, the number of parents who would keep score when the teams didn't was appalling. The kids would come off the field and the parents would congratulate them for winning/scold them for losing and the kids had no idea they had done either. DD is super competitive and even when she was about 8-9 she had no idea who won when the game was over.
Everyone gets a trophy so mom and dad can show off and look like great parents to the neighbors.
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