Easter Egg Traditions

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When my oldest was just a peanut and we began dying Easter eggs he didn't like hard boiled eggs.  So I would dye raw eggs and use the eggs in cooking or baking.


Then I remembered a really fun tradition I saw a lot of when we lived in South Texas.  Cascarones!  Cascarones are egg shells filled with confetti and broken over people's heads for good luck on Easter morning.  


So I began cutting a  hole in the bottoms of the eggs (each time I needed an egg for baking) and then the kids fill the shells with bird seed using a funnel.   Cover the hole with tissue paper and glue when the egg is done.  You can buy Cascarones at stores like Walmart but I figured, hey, I have the eggs, why not?


As you can tell from the glorious picture below we used to use the traditional confetti but trust me it makes a gawd awful mess, and with bird seed the birdies are happy too.  

As the kids got older I was forced to come up with a second activity (never a dull moment), because each kiddo always has their "favorite" egg that they can't bear to turn into a Cascarone.
So we began turning our favorites  into a diorama egg to display every year.  Here is how:


Step one:
Agonizingly decide which egg is the favorite

Step two:
Spray the dyed egg with a sealant to protect the color, because your fingerprints will lift the color right off the egg.  I use Aleene's sealer (bought it at Michael's), but I'm sure any will do. Oh, and I don't cook with this egg. Because of the sealant this egg just goes down the drain.

Step three:
Cut a hole in the front of the egg.  I have found that a pair of sharp embroidery scissors work best.

Step four: 
Agonizingly choose how to decorate the inside.  We have glitter, glitter glue, little glass animals, flocked Easter bunnies, you name it.  Sister choose these cuties:

Step five:
Hot glue your fingers to egg sustaining multiple burns chicks into egg.  Carefully.


Step six:
Glue ribbon around egg opening.

Step seven:
I always glue a flat bottomed "guy" with a string to the top of the egg as the hanger.  They usually come in a package (I think they are for mini trees) at Michael's or Hobby Lobby.


My mom uses ribbon tied with a knot inside the egg.  That is just more than my blistered fingers can handle.

The kids love going through all their old eggs.  And remembering what their "favorites" were each year

Happy Easter egg dying!

P.S. 
I'm linking up to these awesome parties:


project queen-turning the daunting into the do able #27
skip to my lou- made by you monday #93
savvy southern style-wow us wednesdays #59
home stories a to z-tutorials tip link party #54

A Little Morning Swim

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I hate cleaning.  There I said it.  
At any given moment my house looks like it has been ransacked. 


Picking up after the ruffians that reside in this house is exhausting.  


Yes, I referred to my children as ruffians.  Anyone who can't manage to pick up their own underwear or those choosing to wipe their noses on the couch pillows will hereby be known as such.


I especially hate cleaning bathrooms.  Yeech...there must be some scientific reason for my spawn's lack of aim.  
I frequently try to assure myself that it simply cannot be that they are that disgustingly lazy. But, I know a lie when I hear one (especially one that comes out of my mouth).


Not only do I have to go around flushing toilets (when did we forget the golden rule: If it's brown flush it down?) but there are always toys in the sinks.


Today is was a herd of cattle.

*sigh*
Wuz up cows?  
Are you clean yet?

Look clean to me.

Good 'ol Erma, she sure had our number.  Maybe our house does look like an episode of hoarders but at least we have some damn clean cows!

linking up to these awesome parties:
skip to my lou - made by you monday #92
project queen- turning the daunting into the do able #26
my life and kids- finding the funny #9

Just for Giggles (or daydreaming)

I was a cah-ray-zay pinnin' fool today!  I have had to start telling the hubster that I am just checking emails 'cause he is starting to talk about intervention and nobody comes between me and Pinterest.  Nobody.

Anywho...I came across this today while mad pinning and thought you all might appreciate it:

via: pinterest

ahhhhhhh...makes me smile every time. 

Your welcome.