I haven't decorated eggs since the way-back days of my Jewish childhood (really - well, the childhood part), but it seemed like a fun way to keep Jeni entertained on a rainy day-before-Easter Saturday when she and my mom visited over the weekend. Eggs are one of the symbols of Passover, just these ones are prettier (all but the one I accidentally turned brown, that is).
Above is the work in progress and below Zach's take on the whole affair.
Mainly, he wanted to eat them.
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