See these beautiful quail eggs?
We have always dyed eggs as part of our Easter celebration.
This year was no exception.
But it had to wait until 11 p.m. Saturday night this year, because that's when the college girls finally made it home.
We laid out all the usual stuff.
I brought out some leftover vinyl alphabet stickers, thinking we'd add some Easter-appropriate words.
I tried to set an example.
Joy.
Easter joy.
And they started off well.
But there weren't enough letters to spell 'risen'.
And one of them was feeling grouchy and trying not to act grouchy.
So she took it out on the egg.
('Up' is on the other side.)
And an egg responded:
And there was a response to that.
Thus, total deterioration was reached.
And what was left of the letters inspired this:
So we ended with laughter.