Egg Dying
Greetings to everyone.
These last few months, Xavier has taken on another level of maturity. He is cognitive of more things and thinking and speaking in much more complex terms. Along with this has awakened an anticipation and likeness for things such as having friends over, and various holiday rituals.
This year, he really got into the Easter egg tradition. Rebecca had boiled twenty-four eggs earlier in the week, and today, after lunch, we set about dying them. Xavier could not contain himself. We used his excitement to get him to eat a decent lunch.
He helped his Mama dissolve the dye tablets in the vinegar, and he helped topping off the glass tumblers up with water. It's unlikely Xavier had any idea how we planned to use the eggs tomorrow.
As you might imagine, he could not leave the eggs alone to rest in the dye. He kept rolling them around and lifting them up with the wire loop. Still, when he helped remove the eggs from the solution, they all had a nice, even color. The only accident, which sent two eggs to the egg salad bowl, he did not precipitate; all the eggs under his aegis suffered no cracks or breakage.
Of course, once the eggs sat in the drying rack, Xavier went on to other things, soon forgetting all about the eggs.