Growing up we took dying eggs very seriously. And it wasn't just the kids. Dad had some tricks up his sleeve and was always one of the last ones to leave the table. My mom got us each a carton of eggs. One dozen each is a lot of eggs to color. It is also a lot of eggs to hide! There were eight kids, but my youngest brother, Todd is autistic so he didn't ever participate with the eggs. So seven kids with a dozen eggs each--where do you store all those eggs? What pot do you boil them in?! But Mom did it. She got it done so that before Easter we would sit down and color. We had wax crayons a masking tape, spoons, cotton diaper cloths for gently blotting, vinegar, and imagination. We didn't get that advanced this year--but there was a start.
|Sarah's duck, Garfield, and bunny rabbit (she made some ears after I took the picture)|
|Rachael's frog and blue bird|
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