We colored brown eggs this year and quickly found that we actually prefer it. Sure, the lighter colors didn't work so well, but ultimately they produced richer, more natural colors. We will be using them again next year.
Why yes, we did only color six eggs. It turns out that may be something that gets repeated next year as well.
We were standing in line earlier this week talking to the chatty woman behind us (who, by the way, seemed almost offended when I suggested that having backyard chickens wasn't such an anomaly anymore) when she asked Rocket if he was going to color eggs this week. I had completely forgotten about the eggs. I had already realized that I'd forgotten pictures with the Easter bunny, but I'd come to terms with that. Adding the eggs to the list of things I'd forgotten made me feel pretty pathetic, but then I did remember the candy and when it comes down to it, it's what my kids care about the most.
Rocket and I popped into the drugstore next door to buy the dye, but at home I realized we only had brown eggs and only six of them at that. I never quite know what to do with the colored eggs anyway. Does one of us put them out while the other distracts the kids in another room? We can't even put plastic ones outside at night because animals would take them. Easter protocols confuse me.
The six eggs were perfect. I hard boiled them carefully, fearful of losing any. It turns out that three per kid was the perfect amount so that no one got upset, bored or lost their patience. The kids handled it better too.
The egg that did not fair so well was my knitted and weak front-loader-felted egg. Next time I'll use a styrofoam shape and not fiberfill because this one looks like a little football. I won't felt it either because the front loader's results weren't so great for me.