Toddlers and Eggs
I spent the weekend with toddlers running circles around me, cracking jokes and giggling up a storm. Finny is just starting to talk, sputtering words like mama, dada and papa and telling silly stories about throwing “balls” (which are also known as “eggs”).
Frey gently helped gram pour the vinegar into the tie-dye egg mix. He did so well at being patient and listening to the snizzle and crackle of the mix. He watched the bubbles he was creating intently before he used the dropper to dye the eggs. Frey’s favorite color is green so, suffice to say, his egg came out green and blue.
Then is was Finn’s turn. Gram helped him drop the purple dye over his egg. He loved squeezing the dropper and he was so focused on that egg. He kept clicking his fingers together saying “mo, mo, mo” to add more colors.
After showing me how talented he was, his mind changed quickly. The egg was no longer an egg. The egg was a ball and he was going to throw it. “Bal!” he screamed and before I could catch him, the egg was darting at the kitchen floor, cracked and spinning all around. And Finn just laughed and sputtered, one more time to be clear, “bal…”.
Needless to say, and just like last year, Whitney finished dying the rest of the eggs.
And when Papa came home later, Finn ran to him and told him the whole story of how his egg became a ball and he threw it very far and laughed and laughed and laughed…
We have some silly boys.