Artistically, not much gets me more excited than the yearly treat of dying Easter eggs. I am a freak about it. I love it. I can't explain it.
I learned most of my secrets from my mom (aka, Bubble Gramma). I invited her over for this special treat since she loves it as much as I do. It doesn't hurt that I had an extra set of hands to help my kids with all the messier stuff.
We had stickers, crayons, plain dye, dye with oil in it, tissue paper and lots of imagination. It was pretty amusing to watch the kids as this was the first year that the older two were fairly independant and really made an effort to make each egg unique.
Oy. Now I just have to figure out how we are going to consume over 3 dozen eggs....