I completely forgot that we needed to color eggs for the Easter Bunny! It was Saturday night when we ran to the commissary and picked some up. Initially Eric thought it was a drink. Luckily I caught him in time and that the dye kit called for water and not vinegar. We had tons of fun. Eric decided that all the eggs should take a dip in each color and that the little metal thing they give you is for losers. If you want to really experience coloring eggs you have to use your hands, baby! According to the box it should have washed right off but apparently the box lied. Eric went to church the next day with blue and purple hands and so did I.