…you have to break a few eggs. Fortunately we weren’t making omelets, we were dying eggs. We tried something new this year. We used Kool-Aid to dye the eggs this year. There were plenty of flavors and colors. Over all I was unimpressed with the resultsbut this one was about my favorite. Only our youngest was searching for eggs this year. My son helped me hide the eggswhile Gabby happily found them and told me if we did a good job hiding each one or not. Some eggs were plastic and filled with treats while others were just dyed eggs. Either way it was a bucket load of eggs.
Now the holiday is past, my dear wife just had her birthday and this morning bright and early she left for California for a bridal shower with her friend from work. I feel kind of deflated…I already miss her. The sun rise comforts me…maybe this is where the proverbial egg gets broken. If Love didn’t go this morning I’d have never seen it. She’ll be back in four days so I’ll pull close to the kids and take in the comfort God has to offer. Watching this black bird bribe his mate with nesting material made me thinkabsence truly does make the heart grow fonder.