We wanted our kids to have fun dying Easter Eggs. We didn't really care how the eggs turned out as long as good memories were made by all. Well there was fun aplenty, but not for the poor eggs. After many eggs gave their lives due to drowning, falling, and general cracking, we all feasted on their remains.
It was warm enough to do the whole thing outside with less clothes than we might have them wear in public, so our washing machine was spared a kaleidoscope of dye.
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