I‘ve taken so. many. photos of the boys colouring Easter eggs over the years. We use the same cups every time, the same type of dye, and the same table. I decided to edit these ones a little more creatively when this first one of Tristan spoke to me – you might be a teenager, but some family traditions are sacred.
I’m feeling the passage of the years today. They are growing up so fast!
Aw, what beautiful shots. I miss have little kids to dye eggs with.
My 12 year old son still wanted to dye eggs this year. His 16 year old sister wouldn’t do it, thought it was silly. She just doesn’t understand how i can still want to do these things. I can’t wait for her future self to complain to me that her kids no longer want to participate in family traditions.