This post inspired by Ragtag Daily Prompt
A timely prompt…egg…as it is almost Easter.
In our house, while raising our children, coloring hard boiled eggs was an Easter tradition.
As it was when I was growing up…
At the kitchen table.
The smell of vinegar in the air.
Easter as a child: the anticipation…first the eggs. Then the wait for Easter morning and the hunt for hidden baskets. Chocolate bunnies! Jelly beans! Marshmallow Peeps!
The same wire holders. Newspapers spread out to catch the inevitable drips.
Tiny color pellets – one for each custard cup (in my childhood) – teacup (for my kids). Dissolving into what seemed like magical colors. Dip the egg in quick or let it soak. Or maybe dip in halfway. Turn it over and try a different color for the other half. This took practice.
Mastering the balancing act…without dropping the egg on the floor…an Easter rite of passage…
My daughter and son…each at 3 years old…experts!
Last year around this time, I wrote a post about Easter.
I described my favorite book from childhood…featuring Easter eggs and the Easter bunny…who overslept.
The sweetest story…
And the illustrations…sigh.
Well worth mentioning again.
If you want to check it out…Almost Easter 2018
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I loved coloring eggs as a child! Ah yes, the smell of vinegar.
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Anytime I smell it now, I still think of coloring eggs!
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Yep!
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I also remember drawing on the eggs with a wax crayon. The wax would “mask” the egg from the dye, leaving the design to be revealed in natural egg shell color. Quite cool I thought back then. Great post, as always!
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Thank you!
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