How To Dye Easter Eggs With A Toddler

Don’t.

The answer is, “don’t.”

You know that look of horror 98 percent of kids have when they have to sit on some guy wearing a rabbit costume’s lap at the mall? That’s what I looked like on the inside while dying eggs with Dorothy.

“But every two year old needs that 3.5 minutes of Easter fun!”

You know it’s going to be bad, but you do it anyway because it’s some sort of Easter rule. Jesus or the Easter Bunny said so, I think.

It’s only a brief amount of time that you’re giving your toddler colored dye and fragile food… with minimal supervision. No big deal. Nothing could go wrong here. This will be fun for everyone!

I believe only two eggs, two shirts, our hands, the counter, the cabinets, the floor and maybe the cat were minimally harmed this afternoon… and the whole event lasted less time than it took me to hard-boil the eggs.

 

Ok, so it wasn’t totally terrible. We might of had a little fun, despite my panic. But really, who’s idea was this? Because our hands will probably remain this unnatural shade of blue-green for the next few days.

At least we’re festive?