Eggs

With the madness of moving and unpacking boxes, I kind of let Easter slip up on me. We did manage to dye some eggs. This was the first year that we've done it with the kids. They enjoyed watching the whole process. Poor Marlee thinks a baby chick is going to hatch any day though. She's carefully carried around a dyed egg inside a plastic egg for a few days. I need to sneak and throw it away before it cracks and smells the whole house up.






Everybody's names are on their favorite color egg. Marlee has a big thing for knowing people's favorite colors. Don't be surprised if she asks you one day.