NaBloPoMo: Easter Eggs

When John and I first started dating, I invited him up to my parents' house to color Easter eggs with my family. Before I moved away, my family always got together the night before Easter for a huge egg-coloring shindig. Little did John know what he was getting himself into when he agreed. He showed up at the house, expecting to dip some eggs into dye and be done, right? That's what everyone does? What he met instead was an elaborate spread, with crayons and tape, wine and coffee (both for dyeing), and anything else that might make a unique Easter egg. He later told me that he felt incredibly intimidated, but I swear he never missed a beat. What a trouper!