I have a lot of fond memories dyeing Easter eggs at my grandparents' house in Ashtabula, OH. In fact, my brother, my cousin Lindsay, and I dyed eggs in the very cups you see in the pictures below. They make me think of my Grandma and Grandpa Bish.
Eli and I dyed a few eggs Saturday morning while the babies were sleeping. He loved it!
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| I read this book to him while the eggs were bathing. |
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| The "over-smile" |
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| And the normal one! |
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