Easter Eggs

'Tis the season when Mary rolled a rock back from a tomb and found some brightly colored eggs, or something like that.

We went to the grocery store on Sunday and Andrea mentioned that we needed to get some white eggs so that we could make Easter eggs before next week. Well, Fiona heard that and reacted predictably. She insisted on carrying the Easter egg coloring kit, and talked about the eggs for the rest of our time at the grocery store and on the ride home.


Once we got home, Andrea made sure Fiona knew we weren't going to color Easter eggs right away. First we had to put the groceries away, then we were going to have lunch, then it would be time for Fiona's nap, and then we could do Easter eggs. Fiona does very well when she knows the sequence of events (we use this trick all the time when we tell her that she's going to see her grandparents--either set--and then tell her all the things that will happen over the next few days before we see them). She started walking around saying "first groceries" or "first lunch" or whatever step in the process we had reached.


Nap time came. As I wrote a few weeks ago, Fiona's been dropping the nap lately, but she's also been more tired than usual now that allergy season has hit. She wound up sleeping for more than two hours, until we reached a point where we had to wake her up or it was going to start affecting the evening.

Andrea walked in. Fiona continued to sleep soundly. Andrea put a hand on Fiona's back. Fiona's eyes fluttered briefly. She saw her mother. And then she sat bolt upright.

"We have to color Easter eggs!" she shouted.

And so we did.

And when we were done: