Eggsactly The Way It Should Be

Wasn't sure we needed to get out the Easter baskets this year.  No one here who believes that bunnies lay colored eggs.  Everyone knows what puts the magic in the magic eggs.  But the Goob has always been a child who loves routine and to whom traditions are important.  So we found the baskets, filled them with that annoying grass that mutiplies and spreads throughout the house, and made plans to color the eggs.  We used the tablecloth.  The one we only use for drying homemade noodles and blotting the Easter eggs.   And there is something comforting and, well, familiar about it.

We were a little short of yellow food coloring.  And the Goob was slow with the red color.  So we ended up with an abundance of eggs in shades of green. 

 

And just because there were only three of us, and none of us were very little, doesn't mean we didn't make a mess, or have an 'accident' or two. 

The Goob worked very hard on the Oscar egg.  But try as he may, it kept getting prettier and prettier with each new cup of dye he put it in.

In fact it was not ugly enough to warrant a picture. 

And after we went to bed on Saturday, the bunny came and left chocolate eggs and jelly beans in our baskets.  And the bizzarre clock Sprung ahead an hour, BUT WE REMEMBERED!!!! and DID NOT arrive an hour early to sunrise service.  And today we are eating deviled eggs and split pea soup.  And maybe the Goob gets his love of routine and tradition from his mom.