When we color our traditional batch of eggs, they all turn out lovely. Of course I am thrilled when I get one just for myself, that honors my love of sheep.
But what I treasure even more is watching the kids create.
I see that look of total concentration, when they forget me with my camera.
I watch Lewis, who is getting ready to start middle school in September and I wonder, is it the last year, that he colors eggs with us?
My girlie is the one, who adores all artsy-crafty activities and dives right in. Oh boy, does she get messy!
I can never get enough of those little hands, I mean, just look at them in all their colorful gory!
She is eight now, but when I look at her hands, they remind me of the chubby little baby she was.
Happy Easter to you all!
