We did it! With no major spills or stains. Although, we did pretty much micromanage the affair to a fair-the-well. Her job was lowering the eggs in the cups, stirring them around in the dye, and then helping to remove them from the cup. Afterward she got to put stickers on a couple that weren't up to Mommy and Daddy standards. Here's a hint for those of you who haven't dyed eggs in over a decade...in case you've forgotten, have plenty of vinegar on hand. How could I forget that?
...is my life now. I was resigned to being childless after over seven years of trying. I pictured travel to Vegas and exotic locales; and buttering up my nieces and nephew so I wouldn't die alone and forgotten. Now, Surprise! I'm a mother! This blog is about my new deviated path, my life with my daughter. Home Email RSS About Highland Gal