Dying Easter Eggs

We headed down to College Station for Easter. On the way, we stopped by my Grandma's house to pick her up too.

Friday, we sat out on the patio and died Easter eggs.

Jackson got REALLY into writing on each egg. He would pick up and egg and say that it was a certain family member's egg. Then he would "write" their name on it. What a thoughtful little boy!

I liked this picture of my grandma.

All of the dye and supplies.

Jackson looks at all of his eggs.