We don't eat them (gross...hate hard boiled eggs!), it just makes a big mess, clothes get stained, kids fight, I get stressed.
But every year, I cave and let the kids dye Easter eggs.
This year was no exception.
Jake lost interest after one egg and went outside to shoot baskets, but the girls stuck it out through all 17 eggs (I know eggs come in 18-packs, just like beer, but for some unknown reason, we only had 17).
I'm actually pretty impressed with their colorful, although cracked, eggs.
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