No, this is not about the time I washed red pants with other clothes and ruined Sean's new shirt and the twins' new pajamas. No, no, no, I'm not ready to talk about that. I'm talking about egg dye.
We did things a little out of order- egg dying after the egg hunt? Whatever.
Beautiful, Dash, beautiful.
Coloring
while dying? Impressive, Liam.
Most of their eggs end up a sort of mottled purple.
Grey liked the egg dying. Why?
He got to lick the tangerine juice off Grandpa's fingers. He was voracious, I tell you.
I dyed too! Actually, I was doing something else for a couple minutes and when I came back, they had dyed all the eggs already! Sean did save me one. And he took the pictures. What a stud.
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