The tang of the vinegar in the cups on our kitchen table brings flashbacks of my brother and I working feverishly at our worn farm table, each trying to create the best, most elaborate Easter egg. That old, childhood joy combines exponentially with the greater happiness of mommyhood and I’m laughing with my kidlets stripped to their underwear (seriously, that dye stains!) as they’re double, triple, quadruple-dipping the eggs until they resemble oblong rocks of varying shades of brown and grey that we lovingly call “dinosaur eggs”. Pinteresting found a technique of tie-dye eggs that I might try next year, but I’m guessing we’ll still make some T-rex eggs!
Side note: Why are kids not more frightened of a giant rabbit breaking into our house to hide our eggs and leave baskets of toys and treats? It never worried me as a kid either, but really….a giant rabbit in your house while you sleep?
The next morning brings the frenzied race around the house to find all the dinosaur eggs, followed by a massive sugar rush and subsequent crash. We got smart this year and had the bunny bring them movies so they could veg out while the sugar left their systems. #mommywin
Not to leave the big guy out, my aunt and I planned an Easter hunt for Uncle and Drew where they searched for microbrews. Lots of magic in their eyes too as they found the next tasty surprise.
Because of a beautiful burst of warm, spring weather and in a complete lack of planning I decided to attempt a family photo and broke all my usual rules and did it at midday, without naps, with crabby kids…yep, turned out as expected. Lesson learned: follow my own advice to my client families! Kit was climbing a tree (where did he learn that??), Blake was doing all he could just to keep his eyes open while Drew made faces to try to make them smile. Maybe not magazine-worthy, but it’s my crazy-fun family and it’s who we are this Easter!
Happy Easter and I hope everyone enjoyed family, rest and snapped a few photos to remember this one!