Look at Those Eggs!

Yesterday our so cute cousins Vince and Jill Lundin dropped by. We dyed eggs together.

Egg Dying? Typical. Traditional. But always terrific fun. Especially now that I know how to achieve a perfect hard boiled egg! Yes, it's taken me 9 years of independence to get here:

Bring eggs to a boil. Remove from heat. Cover and leave eggs for 12 minutes. Drain. Rinse in cool water. (And did I take a picture of Vince and Jill? No. Bother! But here are Vince's artist hands coloring an egg.)

Lucy, of course, enjoyed the egg event.



She knew just what to do. She was a seasoned pro. It made me a little nostalgic for my last-year-Lucy, who, at not-quite-two, was so taken with and so amazed by all things egg-ish. I remember watching her toddle around the house, toting mix-matched plastic Easter eggs, exclaiming in her ever-animated voice, “look-a-zoze-eggs!!” After a few days of non-stop egg excitement, I thought I should do something to capture the memory. So I wrote a really cheesy poem for us to recite while engaging in our Easter egg-play.

In memory of those days-gone-by, and in honor of this year's egg season, I now give you (prepare yourself!):

Look At Those Eggs! ...and a few pictures of a littler Lucy (*sigh*)
(Mind, this poem should be read with all of the I'm-alone-with-my-toddler enthusiasm you can muster!)

When I woke up this morning, bright colors met my eyes.
Blue! Pink! Yellow! Green!
What a beautiful Easter surprise.
Look at those eggs!

Boiled eggs make a tasty breakfast;
Plastic eggs make a fun new toy.
Open them, close them, roll them, and giggle as they wiggle-woggle by.
Look at those eggs!

My grandma says eggs can be colored: dip in and out and then – VOILA!
(Voila...that was Lucy's fav part!)
Your white egg has magically become a bright and colorful friend!
Look at those eggs!

My daddy says eggs are special.
They hold a promise inside.
Mother bird sits quietly, patiently, ‘til a new baby bird peaks outside.
Look at those eggs!

My mama says Easter is special too.
It also holds a promise.
It reminds us of Jesus and what he did to give new life to all of us.

As Easter sights surround me, I think about things that are true.
When you see Easter eggs, you can think about Jesus too!
Look at those eggs!

(I know: it's a stretch! But it's bound to live on as a Truman family tradition.)

Do you have any fun egg traditions? I've been loving this egg creation!

Happy Egg-dying, friends!