She darted (and I use that word loosely) from egg to egg only to have another kid get to it before she did. The emptying field started to mirror her basket - empty. I seriously thought I would break apart right there on the neighborhood elementary soccer field. I felt completely untethered to rational feelings watching my girl fall behind. And she really wasn't fazed - she moved on to the Easter Bunny and then to the big slide - but me, I realized am going to be a mess when Lu starts trying harder things and disappointment enters the picture with more frequency. A mess!