Man, Easter is one of those super-religious holidays. My religious knowledge has, let’s just say… lapsed, but apparently a LOT of stuff happened to Jesus around Easter. There’s lent, which is the day people put ashes on their head and deny themselves things for like a month and constantly tell you what they gave up and let you know they’re better than you. Then Jesus gets killed and comes back to life, right? Oh and also there’s good Friday, which is apparently the day, according to the bible, that I still have to work but daycare closes for “training” and I have to scramble to find a sitter or use a vacation day. I’d call that just an OK Friday.
Thanks Easter bunny, BAWK BAWK.
So I’m glad there’s a least TWO parts of Easter that makes it all fun for kids and non-religious people, candy and colored eggs, oh, and ham, but that’s another post.
This isn’t really a DIY post or a family post. It’s one of those in-between, general “here’s what we did this weekend besides cut and install trim for the windows in the room we’re remodeling upstairs” posts.
I knew we were in for quite a day when Emily showed up with like 6 dozen eggs (she apparently LOOOOVES coloring eggs). We started off in a traditional way, with the cups of fizzy, vinegar-y color tabs and it quickly evolved/devolved into a super-messy colored finger mess of putting food dye directly onto eggs and having green fingers for 4 days.
Then we went the route of drawing on the eggs with crayons and dying them colors to get little pictures on them (this was a great idea by Emily at merrypad.com).
I’m not sure how, or why it happened, but at some point, while trying to get REALLY saturated eggs we pulled out food dye. We put a few drops in the water but it still wasn’t ENOUGH, so we did like any bored, messy, 0-100mpg lifestyle person does, we put the color directly on the eggs. Julia asked for a straw and started doing her own little airbrush technique, and if you have a 4-yr-old you know this also means a gallon of saliva blowing out of the straw as well. As soon as you stop vomiting in your mouth you may continue.
And of course, my favorite part of the day. My little impatient Julia inevitably wanting to peel and egg. She really destroyed the thing so cutely, methodically, carefully, OCD-like, and then ate the tiniest bit and handed it to dad to finish.
So we ended up with a LOT of colored eggs. Which is good, cause who doesn’t love cholesterol?
Anyone have any other good egg-coloring ideas I can use for next year?