I have known two people in my life that could not eat enough hard boiled eggs – my Mother and my Luke.
So, when Easter comes around and we find ourselves dying dozens of eggs, I know they will not go to waste. Luke will be in heaven eating them.
While Joshua was off playing golf, Luke and I took a break from cleaning house to dye some eggs.
He was excited that one cracked and could not be dyed. He ate it right away.
After dinner I cracked a blue one and he ate it.
We may have to dye some more…..these may not last until next weekend.