Our egg dying experience this year was probably the worst you could imagine. Dye dumped not once, not twice, but 3 times all over Mimi's nice table despite layers of paper and placemats. We had no vinegar so the colors were bland and eggs were falling all over. I have no idea how my mom had the patience to deal with us doing it as kids and won't be attempting anywhere next year except for outside.
And the kids will be naked.
We did know better than to let Ady dye eggs so she got the sticker sheet!
Except for the spillage, I think the little man enjoyed himself.
And no, there's no pretty 'after' picture like from 2013 since only about 6 eggs ended up surviving the ordeal.
At least I got pictures of Ady's awesome fat little fingers.
And I'll end with some flower shots from last week...



































