Cadence has been counting down the days to our annual Easter Egg Dyeing Extravaganza, so when H-man finally settled down for his morning nap, it took her all of 1.6 seconds to tear open the decorating kit and get down to business.

She picked out some sort of super-extra-bonus-deluxe-giganto-kit this year that had just about everything a kid could possibly want for crafting some truly awesome Easter eggs. There were dye tablets, paint, brushes, sponges, a clear crayon to draw invisible designs that would reveal themselves later when the eggs were dyed or painted, glue, glitter, sequins, little shiny green plastic bits, stickers, stretchy bands that fit snug around the egg so you could drop them in the dye and leave a perfect strip of pure white egg shell between the two halves of color.

And you know that Cadence wouldn’t be satisfied until she tried every last bit. The girl definitely has her own unique artistic flair, and we had a blast making this year’s batch of beautiful eggs.

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Henry woke up from his nap about three-quarters of the way through the whole process, and didn’t quite know what to think. He sat and watched for awhile, his brow furrowed as he tried to decide whether he was interested in what we were doing, or pissed that we weren’t allowing him to participate. It didn’t take long for us to win him over with our laughing and joking and singing along to the music we were blaring as we worked.

I even managed to get a few pics of my two little maniacs together. And I love that I managed to catch a couple pics of Cadence harassing Henry with her over-zealous kissing (which happens around here on a daily basis), because his faces are always priceless.

I can’t think of a better way to spend a Friday. Bring on the Easter Bunny. We’re ready for you.

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About the Author Lori Romano

I am a writer, photographer, wife, mother, dog owner, half-assed housekeeper and a self-proclaimed coffee and chocolate addict. One day, I will write a book.

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