Thursday, April 7, 2016

Boys + Eggs

It's no secret that the whole Easter egg dying process gives me heart palpitations. Rough little boys. Fragile little eggs. The insane mixing of colors. Just thinking about it pushes my OCD personality to the edge. Over the years, however, I've gotten better at "letting kids be kids" and I can tell that the more relaxed I am, the more fun Harrison and Max have with the process. 

This year was no exception.

I'm so thankful for these two boys and the lessons that they teach me every single day. I love creating memories with them and establishing our own little traditions that they look forward to year after year. When it's all said and done, a dozen purple eggs isn't such a bad thing.

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