And this kinda makes my tears dry up too:
We, or rather they, dyed eggs today. You can imagine the fun...and blue fingers that came about.Lukas was very interested in the little band thingies...I tried to explain and show him how they work, but he insisted they were for decorations and not for propping the eggs up to display them. This is Lukas' friend Jackson. He comes over every Good Friday and dyes Easter eggs with us. It's kinda become a tradition. But I think that this may be the last time we do the egg dying thing. They seemed to be a little too mature for it. Or maybe it was the impending bike ride that had them in a hurry to get the dying done. I bet Lukas will be wayyyy more excited about his little eggs come Sunday after we get a visit from the bunny! Yeah. We'll just see how happy he is about his eggs then...Logan was curious about the shiny white things rolling around the table, so he got one of his own. Un-dyed and peeled, of course.And he wasn't real excited about the egg:To say he didn't like the egg is an understatement.
He wanted it gone. Removed from his tray. Immediately. I am surprised he wasn't gagging. If it had been Lukas there would have been gagging. And then probably throwing up. But lucky for us Logan doesn't seem to have that 'reflex' as they call it.
And I still can't figure out what eggs have to do with Easter. And why we dye them. And hide them. And eat lots of candy. And fill baskets. Where am I going with this? I have no idea. Just some questions I have. Don't get me wrong. Watching an egg change color is amazing. And I love the look on Lukas' face as he hunts the eggs the bunny has hid. And I love to eat lots of candy. Especially the chocolate kind. Bring it on Easter Bunny! We're ready for ya!