I don’t usually procrastinate about holidays, but somehow we managed to wake up on Saturday morning and we still hadn’t dyed our Easter eggs… or boiled them. Okay, okay, I hadn’t even bought them! I also discovered the night before that Ella’s basket might have a little more in it than Sophie’s, so Josh & I decided to grab dinner (at Chuy’s!!) and up pick a few more things. After dinner, we bought eggs and new pajamas for the girls and came home to get our party started.
They were exhausted after their second day without a nap and I was surprised we actually made it through the evening with no meltdowns. I’m always stressed about these moments… that my OCD will prevent me from letting the girls have fun and experiment, that my photographs will turn out horrible, that the mess will far outweigh the fun. This was one of those moments that you want to bottle. Everyone was happy, nobody complained and we slid in right under the wire, wrapping up our eggs at almost 9 o’clock, the night the Easter Bunny was due to arrive!
