I remember last year about this time wishing that our Norah was old enough to dye Easter eggs. She grew up so fast in this last year--I hope I never wish her older again. Now I want these days to slow down. I want her to keep saying, "Pick you up," when she wants me (or anyone else to hold her), I want her to keep saying, "Dadee" when she really means, "What is that?" and I want her to keep calling band-aids, ban-bans. These days they are going by at whirlwind speeds.
So we did dye Easter eggs today--a new and nifty no vinegar way. I was kind of looking forward to mixing those little Paas bisquits into vinegar and boiling water, but alas those days, too, are no more. The babies of 2008 put their boiled eggs in a bag, pout dye into the bag and VOILA!, they have dyed eggs. The whole process takes very little time and creates a lot of waste. Next year, I will get some natural food coloring and we will do it our own way.
In some knitting news, I have finished the baby present that I have been diligently procrastinating (details to come). I also have completed the thrid Christmas stocking out of the foursome. I am waiting on the fourth to felt it so that I conserve some water.
Tomorrow, Nonna, the kids and I are headed into the city to go to the children's museum. Wish us luck.
1 comment:
So colorful! You'll have to enlighten me on what to me is the abstract term of felting.
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