Dear reader, I just realized I missed color week last week. No one brought it to my attention, however...a courtesy I will attribute to the discretion and good taste of my readership rather than the possibility you do not hanker for the good old days of kindergarten as I do.
So now, to make up for it, I intend to drrrench you with color! My favorite blues, ultra violet, shamrock green, fruity pink, sunny yellow...don't you just feel electrified?
Sophie had her own ideas for embellishment...
Hmm...I deem this one sufficiently blue!
I can't wait to see what hatches from this baker's dozen!
p.s. What do you do with your Easter eggs? As a child, these were the eggs we used for hunts, not the ubiquitous plastic contraptions of today. And this is a tradition I wish I understood: after the Easter egg hunt, my family would hike up a mountain and roll the eggs downhill. And we were encouraged, regardless of age, to chase the eggs down at top speed, peel them (as they were now battered by the rocks), and eat them.
I don't know...does that sound like fun to you? Warm, dusty, hard boiled eggs? At the time, we thought it was pretty keen. But it's all relative, isn't it? What else would you expect a pack of kids to think, growing up in the Canadian wilderness with nothing for amusement but snow shoes and a violin??