I've always loved Easter eggs. I loved changing an ordinary object into one of colorful beauty. I loved coloring eggs when I was little and trying my best to imagine what I was writing on the eggs with the wax crayon that came in those egg coloring kits. It was also difficult to keep those transfers still enough to keep them from being blurry; but it didn't matter--by the time we got through hiding the eggs for a week (imagine that much time out of a fridge now!) you couldn't tell what it was anyway.
My best friend Kim and I colored eggs. She thought I was a lunatic because neither one of us has had kids at home for several years, but it was fun! I was always curious how brown eggs would look when colored so we did a "scientifical" experiment. Here are the results:
The eggs on the left side of the towel were white eggs (notice the blowout) and the ones on the right were the brown eggs. Overall, I would vote for the brown eggs.
I called my Mom and Dad a while ago and asked the proverbial question "Whatchya doin?" They were COLORING EGGS! 75+ years old and they've colored eggs every year--gotta love it
The best part of the whole thing is that at my age I don't have to beg an adult to hide my eggs for me; I can hide them myself!