I really wanted to buy the 12 dozen eggs at Sam’s, but I just couldn’t justify it for such a cold Easter (translation: indoors instead of outdoors). Instead, we bought the 5 dozen package at my least favorite store, WallyWorld. Almost a dozen of them were cracked. Eventually, eggs were dyed. Fifty small fingers and ten big fingers are now multi-colored. Plastic eggs are filled and baskets are prepared. Let the chaos begin.

Lissa – No, I won’t blog the old Easter photos, but I’ll link to them here and here (nws). Maybe Katie will post one this year.