Of course, the girls and I had to dye Easter eggs last night. After years of watching Ramsey crack, break, and crumble boiled eggs, I got a clue and bought fake eggs this year. Genius. They’re basically ping pong balls in an egg shape and dye-able. Less mess and no gaggy egg smell.
While the eggs were soaking in dye, Ramsey kept asking, “Are the eggs still dying or are they dead yet?” and once they were finished, “Our dead eggs are so pretty!” ha! Love that girl.
One of my favorite things about being a mom—putting together Easter baskets.
They loved it all…..
We spent most of our day at my dad’s house eating and egg hunting. Brady and her “smile face” never get old.
Hurt family Easter picture…
It was a great day! Part 2 is coming soon………..