After some serious patience on Henry's part, we finally died the Easter eggs. Annual holidays are so neat when you have kids because you see how dramatically they have grown since the last year that you did the activities. This year Henry could write names, all his own, on the eggs. Francie on the other hand thought the eggs were shot glasses that she was supposed to smash down on the counter after she got enough color on them....we lost four in the process.
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