Here’s part deux of Easter-palooza at Mimi’s house. Last year Anna was a bit too young to participate in egg dyeing and egg hunting. Although I had great visions of her running from tree to tree in search of a plastic egg or dipping hard boiled eggs into bright and colorful bowls of water, the reality would’ve been much different. Cue tears, spilled bowls of water, undiscovered eggs to be left all year long with rotting candy contents. You get the picture.
Now that Anna is full throttle into toddlerhood, she amazes me on a daily basis with her ability to think logically and participate in activities that require dexterity (ahem, egg dropping) and patience. It makes a mama proud, yo.
Along with my sister and mother, Anna and I had our first egg dyeing session. Since I lack artistic ability, my eggs looked like Crayola threw up on them. My sister’s eggs were beautiful, and Anna’s eggs were just perfect. I’m not biased.
Anna has no idea what’s going on.
Since we’re women, we read instructions.
Anna doesn’t care about instructions.
The first egg gets dipped.
Dyeing eggs is serious business
Taking a snack break.
Anna with her favorite aunt. That pacifier lying on the table, yep, it’s her aunt’s. Anna is much too big to be taking a pacifier still. :whistles:
Anna with MiMi and Aunt Lea Lee
Anna with MiMi and her incredibly amazing mother
My eggs are the ugly ones.
Now for the hunt…
Yes, I hid an egg in the pool. It floated to the center and was pretty darn obvious. Anna 1, Mom 0.
I wonder how many dogs have peed on this hydrant.
So, I thought our egg hunting expedition would last for hours, but I was out-smarted by a two year old. She found all 12 eggs in less than 5 minutes. I hid them again. She found them more quickly the second time around. Next year I’m going to hide them in my car – she’ll never look there. Or will she?
I hope you all had a wonderful and memorable Easter holiday. If you blogged about it, post the link in the comment section. I’d love to read all about it!