The Happy Egg

Well we finally colored some eggs!
Somehow we managed to get through Easter without the charming little tradition, but I love coloring eggs!  I was determined to do it anyway.  It did seem a little pathetic to dye Easter eggs an entire month late though, so we had to call it something else.  Conveniently, Brinlee had latched onto a goofy little book we picked up from the library called The Happy Egg.  The story goes like this:

The Happy Egg
By Ruth Krauss

There was a little little bird
It was just born.  It still was an egg.
It couldn't walk. It couldn't sing. It couldn't fly.
It could just get sat on.
So it got sat on and sat on
and sat on and sat on
and sat on and sat on and sat on and sat on.
And one day,
Pop!  Out it came.
It could walk.
It could sing.
It could
fly.
It could someday sit on other happy eggs.


It's kind of an odd, but cute little book, and it was the perfect excuse for an evening of egg coloring.  After the 110th time reading it, I promised Brin that after daddy got home, if she ate a good dinner, we could make Happy Eggs.  She ate better than she has in months, and she loved the eggs!

We dyed a couple, and she colored a couple.  The star of the evening though was her true Happy Egg.  We dyed a blue egg and put together a little white bird so that egg could get "sat on and sat on and sat on".  

And that Happy Egg got loved on and loved on and loved on.