Dying Easter Eggs with Grandma

We had a great week leading up to Easter. In addition to the Good Friday service I already shared about, we participated in our church's Maundy Thursday meal and foot washing, which is one of my favorite services of the year.

The kids also got to dye Easter eggs for the first time. And who better to do that with than Grandma? My mom boils, dyes and hides (with the help of the older cousins) 100 eggs every Easter. As you can imagine, it's a big production. And this year, my kids got to participate in the dying. They were so excited. 

Here's Ruthie, showing her very blue egg. 

And here is Jonah, showing his pink one.


They were amazed at the process of the eggs changing colors. It was very fun to watch them enjoy the time with Grandma, who had a ball herself.

I have to share one quick story on a related note about my 3 year old niece, Naomi. We had them over for a Chocolate Fountain Party last night (you didn't know there was such a thing, did you? Well, stay tuned, more on that to come) and Sarah told this very funny story of Naomi's response when asked what she did with Grandma, "We killed Easter eggs." Looks like she needs a little word clarification between died and dyed. =)