Here is what I remember about dying Easter eggs as a kid:
1.) it is an impossible amount of time from when you drop the tablet in the water or vinegar until the little pellet melts.
2.) The pictures on the outside of the dye kits, are in no way a representation of the colors that the eggs actually turn out to be.
3.) The monocle-looking, copper, "gently-lowers-the-egg-into-the-water" tool - is not built to sustain the weight of a hard boiled egg. Invariably caves under the egg's weight and the egg promptly sinks in the water, spilling dye on the table (which oddly colors the table a lot more quickly and vibrantly then the egg) and then when you make egg salad 3 days later, it is purple tinted because your egg was cracked.
Now-a-days:
See above. That's right almost nothing has changed - except in the spirit of modern-day mediocrity, there are stickers and embellishments that don't stick to the eggs and wax crayons that have almost no ability to color on an eggshell. But nevertheless, my boys love it!
Egg dying is serious work!
Egg colors from left to right: Electric Blue, Vibrant Green & Fuschia - give me a break!
Two-timing!
I love these chubby arms!!
But the real meat and potatoes of the holiday is finding plastic Easter eggs, hidden in obvious places all over the ranch yard, filled with pennies and the occasional jelly bean. It sounds so innocuous - but the excitement was contagious. Sure I was snapping pics, but I felt five year old me yelling GO GET SOME JELLY-BEANS! Here are a few pics but the still shots didn't do the elation justice.
Yep, they make sports eggs - Yay Capitalism!
Every boy in this photo has jelly beans in their mouths!
