Perhaps we got a bit too ambitious...

...because coloring eggs for Easter with an almost-two-year-old is the not the most relaxing way to spend a half hour.

In fact, I think David and I nearly lost our marbles several times on Saturday morning as we ambitiously filled 11 containers with water, vinegar and dye, and boiled more than a dozen eggs for coloring. We unloaded the contents of two egg kits—one camouflage and one basic 5-dye—and we got down to business.


We had dreams: quirky, messy eggs made at the hands of a toddler, and vibrant, creative eggs made at the hands of folks who pass as adults. Two major things counted against us: Noah's persistence in getting what he wants (look at that reach!) and his speed. That dude is QUICK!


As expected, there was a mess. At one point a cup of green dye did slosh across the table, but just one! I think that's par for the course.

Stickers, on the other hand, were popular all around—they were dry, dye-free, and it didn't matter if you stuck them on upside-down. They looked cute no matter what.


In the end, we all survived, Noah delighted at his green- and blue-stained fingers, Mom & Dad delighted that it was all over. And though I absolutely love to color eggs, I'm secretly glad that this is one tradition that won't come back around for another 364 days. Whew.