I had Good Friday off, and Brian had to work. So he said to go ahead and dye Easter eggs without him. I bet he was heartbroken. By the end of it all, I was wishing I had gone to work and let him dye eggs. How people do it and stay sane and make it seem like a fun experience is beyond me. I was pulling my hair out from tantrums, eggs thrown on the floor, and cups of dye spilt on the table. But, they sure were pretty when we finished. Scotty is at a very creative age. Boyd should have taken a nap during egg dying time. Here are pictures from the egg dying experience.
Scotty actually started Easter egg hunting on Thursday at his preschool Easter party. Then we had a hunt at church on Saturday morning and one at the neighbor's house on Saturday afternoon. The youth group had enough eggs for a hundred kids and there were only about 20-30. Scotty quickly filled his basket, and Boyd quickly lost interest in Easter egg hunting. Scotty was determined to keep piling the eggs on top of his basket instead of stopping long enough to go and get Boyd's basket. Every time he would put one on top, three would fall out. It was very funny to watch even though he was frustrated to the point of tears. At one point he had eggs in the basket, eggs in his arm, and one egg under his chin. I finally talked him into using Boyd's basket and filled it, too.
We went over to Bill and Jan's for the afternoon hunt and Jan had gone a little overboard on buying eggs for the 5 little ones that were there. So, once again, they all filled their baskets to overflowing and some had to use a plastic bag. Scotty conned Amanda into holding his overflow in her lap, and she rode around on the scooter behind him as he collected more.
And one more funny picture to share. Boyd loves baby dolls right now. So I found Scotty's Cabbage Patch and gave it to him. He said, "Nuk! Nuk!"
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