Two days ago we had tornadoes come through the Dallas Metroplex.
Around 2:00 the sky started to look ominous. My oldest was home sick so I went to see if I could get my six year old out of school a little early. I was told the school was on lock down due to the tornado threats; no children were being released. I went back home and watched the news coverage for the next hour, all the while listening to our city’s tornado sirens. I knew my six year old was safe in the school but it was quite nerve racking to not have him in my sight during this time.
Roughly an hour after school should have let out, the school starting releasing students. I picked up my son who enthusiastically told of being stuck in the teacher’s bathroom for an hour with his class. (In my mind, his teacher should receive Teacher of the Year for being in a bathroom for an hour with twenty-two kindergarteners – can you even imagine?)
So… because of the storm…our night activities were cancelled…so….we were able to do two Easter “crafts.”
First off, dying Easter eggs (and yes, Caroline does not have clothes on, it’s cleaner this way for everyone).
Just because it was time didn’t mean it actually occurred.
Apparently, peeling your eggs was more fun (I’m looking at it from the perspective that it was a scientific learning experience).
Just for the record, he has never been served either one of those options.
This is what we were going for…