Before we moved to Ethiopia, in my erratic preparations, after Easter, I picked an egg dying kit off a clearance shelf. Two years later, we are in the right spot and I can find it, so we finally put it to use.
The Littles were nothing but excited to dye Easter eggs, after we cleared up some confusion.
Me: “Let’s go girls, we are going to dye Easter eggs!"
Little A: “Why are we going to kill them?"
So excited they had to change clothes for it, matching pajamas in the middle of the day.
When I suggested wearing their Easter Bunny ears, they asked, “Who’s the Easter Bunny?”
Hand painting eggs resulted in a cracked 30% and sticky hands, but great creative outlet.
The finished product, I had to remind myself, LET IT GO...