The last time we’d dyed Easter Eggs, Elanor ended up fairly covered in dye as well.
This year I was going to try to avoid a green/blue/orange child
We put eggs in the pan, added water and watched them come to a boil
Then Ellie dyed them. I have to give the kit credit…it was very low-mess. I had to take the eggs out of the dye using gloves, but otherwise, no one turned pink or purple!
She was so proud of her finished product
Rhiannon supervised from the exersaucer. Sorry the blur of hair in the lefthand corner…E was swooping in to love on her sister when I took the shot.
But my favorite part was Rhiannon’s excitement when Ellie showed her the eggs (even if she did try to eat them)
Of course the best part was yesterday on Easter…Ellie pointed to her eggs and the following conversation happened.
Ellie–I can’t wait for the eggs to hatch
Me–What are they going to hatch into
Ellie–Bunnies (said in a tone to convey how stupid my question was, because DUH, MOM!)
This is apparently what happens when atheists dye eggs with their children and provide no other context for Easter.