Doodle Town by Melissa Lomax for April 17, 2017

Very colorful memories indeed.

In my house, my mother would buy pre-colored eggs and tell us that the chickens had been eating whiteboard markers again.

An "eggs"eptional event, “marking” a personalized Easter Feaster.

And now, you could always try to circle the drain in the sink and make a colorful picture in the sink.

Aww, so many good shild memories.

We bought the Paas kits with dye tablets and decals. Dad would blow out the insides of raw eggs, then use oil paint on the shells. Thank you for fun Easter memories :>

We dyed eggs with my parents/grandparents/aunt/uncle and cousin. Everyone would bring dye kits and my grandmother would cook up dozens of eggs. We would try out all the different ways of dying and decorating eggs, and without fail we wound up with absolutely hideous creations. They were just terrible. We didn’t care, though. We were a dozen people sitting around the dining room table spending a great evening together, laughing at how no matter what kit we used, we managed to make so many camo looking Easter eggs.