This was the first year Emery could get involved with dyeing Easter eggs and it was just as messy as I could imagine. But, it was just as fun as years prior with her brothers.
This is the only time they get egg-cited to eat hard-boiled eggs. See what I did there? And of course, what kind of mom-tographer would I be if I didn’t attempt to get all three of them in a posed photo?
Happy Easter, friends!