Easter Egg-citement

In all the hustle and bustle of life, I never got to share my kiddies' Easter activity. I don't do this normally. Nana does. But Nana doesn't live here anymore. OK, so WE don't live with Nana anymore but I liked the way it sounded the first way better.

Nana bought the baskets and put the candy and toys in them. Nana decorated the eggs with them and I was fine with that because I'm not in that place yet where my spiritual beliefs and need to make that clear to them have happily found a place alongside traditional, non-religious activities such as this one. I had them as a kid, so it's not like I was denied and I'm passing that on to my brood. I'm just working on how to teach the life and keep the fun without compromising the life, you know? Not always easy.

But here is my attempt to go along with status quo because Son really looks forward to it. He loves eggs - as opposed to most healthy foods - so thankfully, it's not a waste. Daughter, on the other hands, hates them. So I may not have to do too many of these over the years. We'll see.


Son carefully pours the water and drops in the dye tablet.


I do the yellow and this is the last you'll see of that. Daughter spilled it not too long after that.


So Son does most of the stirring as Daughter looks on.


Time for the first egg! Son gets the honors.




Daughter is eager to help, however.


Eggs. Yuck! Fun to dye. Horrible to eat. Good thing Mommy and Son like them.



Finished product, stickers and all! They lasted 2 days. Whew!