To dye or not to dye?

This is how I know that my 6 year old is still of the "dyeing Easter eggs" age........She's asked about the "when" of it everyday for the last two weeks. She went to bed last night like it was Christmas Eve, giddy with excitement. She awoke with eagerness, reminding her dad to get the eggs a boilin'! She ripped into her Tinkerbell egg coloring kit before her mom could read the instructions. (Vinegar or no vinegar?) She savored each of her 12 eggs as she lovingly dipped them into the pinks, the yellows, the pinks, the oranges, the pinks...never the blues. She tested them every second for dryness so that she could place a Pixie Fairy sticker on each--some with several. And lastly, requested that her dad boil two more eggs so that she could make more. (She had forgot to make a special one for her cousin Lauren!)

This is how I know that my son is no longer of the "dyeing Easter eggs" age.....Last night was just another ordinary night, bummed that he couldn't stay up until 10pm. He awoke and proceeded downstairs to watch some "Deadliest Catch". Bugged his sister, stealing the waxy drawing crayon from her hands, just to vex her.  Slowly made his way through coloring his eggs not because he wanted to savor it, but because he was bored, distracted, bugging his mom every second to let him dye some raw eggs so he could throw them later. And lastly, I know that he is not of the "dyeing Easter egg" age anymore because with every egg he wrote with that waxy crayon the messages: "Destroy Me" and "Throw at someone".  (shake head and roll eyes) Those will look lovely in their baskets tomorrow...