A few years ago I went on a search for a giant slingshot.
I was so excited that I finally found one.
I know it says on the package that it’s for water balloons. And a small package of water balloons came with the sling shot. But who says it’s “JUST” for water balloons?
I had other plans of something more interesting to sling. Everyone dyes Easter eggs, right? And I guess some people actually “eat” all those eggs. But I had another idea. So I instructed everyone to bring their colored hard boiled Easter eggs.
And let me tell ya that I had some skeptics about slinging eggs with a giant slingshot, but once the fun started it was “all in” for everyone.
The package warns of 75 mph things hurling through the air. Ok, have you ever seen an Easter egg going 75 mph? LoL
Some of them came apart mid flight!
There were discussions, planning, calculating….
And others in a holding pattern, asking “Did you get a picture yet?”
A lot of coaching….
I never dreamed they would have this much fun.
Memories!
See the concentration?
Even the smallest of them enjoyed it!
So much happiness!
I’m telling you these kids have brought so much joy to my life…
This is a friend that stopped in for another reason. Little did he know that in an hour or so he would be hurling Easter eggs through the air at 75 mph.
Fun! Fun! Fun!
Slingshot selfies were posted too!
We had an Easter egg hunt for the younger children. The slingshot was planned for the older ones. But once the fun started everyone was involved. About 80 colored Easter eggs were slung through the air. And another 25 water balloons. We weren’t done having fun so we filled some of those balloons and sent them sailing.
The targets were helium filled balloons that danced with the wind.
This next shot….”Target, what target? Let’s see how far this baby will shoot!”
Even The Captain gave it a try.
Here we have a father/son shot in the making.
Easter is about our Risen Savior for which I am forever thankful that one day I will see his face and the scars he wears for all our sins and I will thank him and once again ask his forgiveness for the suffering he endured in order to give us eternal life.
But while I wait for that day I hope he looks down with a smile and maybe even a chuckle as we hurl Easter eggs at dancing balloons because now that we have broken in the slingshot I know it will be a family tradition.
Part of me wonders if my Mom, Dad and Brother had a front row seat watching and laughing at our antics. I like to think so! And I hope they had as much fun watching as we did slinging those eggs!
Happy Easter Everyone!
TFP 🙂
P.S. Thanks Kay for the idea!!
Twisted Fencepost 