We colored eggs at my Mom's, in the back yard, with Chrissy, Tayden, Jarek, Kate, my Mom, and Mayzie. Frankie is in one of Kate's old shirts, because being the brilliant Mother that I am, I brought my child to this event in good clothes.
Egg dying is an art form with my family. It's all about the electric tape. This is the first year Frankie got into it a bit more. But he still is more interested in quantity then quality. He ended up dying a lot of eggs, which I figured would be fine, because we would put the plastic wrapper things on them later and use them for rolling at our picnic. But the wrappers wouldn't fit! What is that about? Did I buy freakishly large eggs this year?
Final pictures of our work. Frankie was being difficult about being in the pictures, but I love the blue eyes, anyway. We also made sugar cookies, of course. We are getting our money's worth out of the big set of cookie cutters that I found last year.
