Egg dyeing, it’s a Process in our family. And I have to admit that Ken coached the kids through it this year.
Note how, he was a Smart Daddy and used Alex’s old baseball shirts?? That was due to the Red Dye Incident a few years ago, when he dropped a bowl of Greek Red Egg Dye which stains beyond permanently. They say the mark of a good man is his ability to learn from mistakes. See, I knew I picked a Good Man.
And then the next day, we attended Easter Service. Notice, how they’re all dressed, coiffed and wind-blown? Our weather has been highly uncooperative this year. But it’s been wonderful for special effects. I just asked Alex “to, please, put your arms around the girls…” and he did. Miracles do occur on Easter Sunday.
