of being a child and for that matter, five super stoked adults. Why you may ask?  Well, it’s a pretty big rite of passage, Easter egg coloring and all of the wacky experiences that come from it. Such as?  Watching the little guy’s intent face as the egg changes color.  Mama, this is as slow as watching paint dry.

No way, blue and yellow make green. Awesome, because the little guy LOVES green.  More green please, Mama.

And it’s always fun to hear the eggs crack as the little guy “gently” puts the egg in the water

As for the adults, we took it all in and couldn’t stop laughing. And through it all, somehow someway, the eggs didn’t turn out all that bad.