I'm a wait til the last minute kind of gal...so Saturday afternoon was when we dyed eggs. Things like this are hard for me because I get anxiety over messes. I don't like spilled dye, stained clothes, etc, etc. But I knew it had to be done. Owen was really good and would whisper "Gently" as he put the eggs into the cups. He loved coloring the eggs and even more loved egg salad sandwiches.
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