It started with the colors
But things got silly fast
for Sam, anyway.
Caroline was into the eggs at a much deeper level
She really considered what colors to use
and took great pride in her results;
especially when she realized I’d put her name on one of her eggs.
Sam was pretty thrilled when he saw his first eggs come out.
But on the whole, he was more interested in dumping colors together and dying himself mushy blue.
In the end, they both had an eggsellent time.
Right up until Sam melted down for four hours when the project was over. Oh well. Can’t win them all, and even he had fun while the project was in progress.
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I remember those days.
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I have to say, even with the meltdown, this will be a pleasant memory.
Ah, the joys of childhood!
Caroline is quite the artiste.
And mushy blue is an eggcellent color description!
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She was like OBSESSED with getting the right shade. When her red egg was THAT red, she was thunderstruck.
Good job focusing on the bright side of things even when an awful meltdown occurs!
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They’re so common in this house that on the days when we CAN, I’m all in favor
I missed my usual egg dyeing excursion this year due to a health thing. Thanks for sharing yours so that I feel like I at least sort of had one.
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Sadness! I bet there were cute kids involved. I can bombard you with a 208 pictures if you want. (You don’t. It takes 208 to get 8 good ones)…
I keep meaning to do easter eggs but then I think of the mess…and having to eat the hard boiled eggs after (and I don’t like em) so I just avoid mentioning it 🙂
You ended up with lovely eggs (and cute kids too!)
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It’s not as bad as it might be. Even if you don’t use lazy disposable cups, the dyes wash right out of the household mugs. Even Sam managed to contain his mess, and within a few minutes our house looked … well, as good as anything ever does around here.
They are so cute! That made me nostalgic for my own egg dyes.
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My Mom always dyes eggs with whichever kids she’s captured. It IS fun to see the eggshells turn colors.