Motherhood, I have come to realize, is all about sacrifice. Never was I reminded of that fact so dearly than tonight, as we dyed Easter eggs. I never remember my mom dying eggs with us when we were kids (that's not to say she didn't, I just don't remember it). I do remember going over to my grandma's house and having her dye eggs with us...and we loved it! Well, as I've grown into my adulthood, I've also developed an abhorrence for all things mess related. This would include but is not limited to: painting, play-doe, sand boxes, blocks, Lincoln logs, Lego's, kids using scissors and babies feeding themselves. This being said, I DO let my kids do these things...I just don't like it. :)In all honesty though, the egg dying wasn't nearly as tragic as I was imaging and we actually did have some fun. We're celebrating Easter early (this weekend) because me and the girls will be in Utah during actual Easter. We're all ready now for our egg hunt on Saturday and I'm proud that our few meager home dyed eggs will be in the mix. Happy Easter!






Saturday we tried to go to the park and have a picnic for dinner...but then, so did the entire city of Columbia (and their dogs). So, once we pulled into Cosmo Park and realized that there was no way in heck I was going to be able to handle the crowd, we went home and barbecued and played on the swing set in the backyard. Still, a super fun day..jpg)