Saturday, March 22, 2008
It hit me yesterday when my kids reminded me we needed to get egg dye for our Easter eggs that I'm totally burned out in regards to holidays. And now is when my kids are way into it. They didn't care about dying eggs their first or second Easters, when I was way into it for the pictures and just because the holidays are so much more exciting when there are kids around to enjoy it. The thought of having to dye eggs today just about threw me into a deep depression, but we did it, being only slightly paranoid about our table, floor and children being dyed bright spring colors. Now the Easter Bunny just has to come hide them. And then he has to stuff candy into plastic eggs. And hide them. And fill the baskets. And then the kids will wake up tomorrow and want to hunt for them. This was way easier when "the Easter Bunny" was someone else.