Easter Eggs. Our friends the McDougalls came over this weekend for dinner and I snuck in a little Easter Egg decoration time. Despite HWMMS not wanting to color eggs, I think he had a good time. You can tell which egg is his right?

“HERE’S MY F*CKIN EASTER EGG”

Maeve (who is 13) asked if he bleeped out the swearing.  He did.

I have no idea how that one brown egg on top morphed into that beautiful pattern, that was the one “ugly” egg attempt where you add all the colors together at the end. It turned out to be anything but ugly!

Do YOU decorate Easter Eggs? Share your pictures with me!

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