For some reason, I love it when my kids have Easter egg dye all over their hands. I think it's because it only happens for a couple of years, and then they become neat about it. It's almost a symbol of their innocence. They don't realize the dye will stain their skin. They don't care about making a mess; they just want the egg to change colors. (And it does. Multiple times. To the point of becoming black.) I think we can all learn a little more about life by looking at Easter Egg Hands.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Easter Egg Hands
For some reason, I love it when my kids have Easter egg dye all over their hands. I think it's because it only happens for a couple of years, and then they become neat about it. It's almost a symbol of their innocence. They don't realize the dye will stain their skin. They don't care about making a mess; they just want the egg to change colors. (And it does. Multiple times. To the point of becoming black.) I think we can all learn a little more about life by looking at Easter Egg Hands.
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