Another holiday is in the books. Easter 2017 was full of eggs, candy, family, fun, and very little sleep. I’m wrapping up our Spring Break and Easter 2017 weekend for you with a family story. And plenty of pictures!
The weekend started off pretty great. The sun was shining, Mr. B had a birthday party to go to, and everyone was finally feeling better. Thank goodness for Urgent Care and Antibiotics!
I didn’t have to work, so I made myself a hair appointment. I haven’t been to a salon since December 2015, so I think I was a bit overdue.
I bought myself a Groupon, so I was getting highlights, a cut, and a deep conditioning treatment. It took a looooooong time, but I think she did a good job. Plus, just sitting without anyone calling me to help them wipe something was worth every penny.
I then ran a few errands, and finally headed home.
It was pretty warm outside, so by the time I got home, all the boys were covered in mud and sand. Luckily, we had cut everyone’s hair earlier in the week, so it was easy to hose them all off.
But before bath time, it was egg time.
Here is where your lesson comes in. Pay close attention and see if you can spot the mistakes as they are made.
My husband bought 2 dozen eggs. One dozen was for dying, and the other was for an egg casserole on Easter morning. He boiled 1 dozen, cooled them, and put them back in the container, and then back in the fridge.
He got out the dye, the eggs, and the boys came to the kitchen table for the coloring.
I had some work to do, so I was away from the chaos.
As soon as they finished, the eggs went back in the fridge, and the boys went back to playing outside.
Let me preface this by saying I’m a bit of a freak when it comes to food safety. Actually, all germs in general. It is the root of most of my anxiety.
Anyways, I went to look in the fridge for something and saw two containers of eggs. Since I knew they had dyed some, I couldn’t understand why their were two containers, and the colored eggs weren’t just in a bowl or something.
I sent my husband a text saying that they weren’t allowed to eat the eggs now that they were back in the container where raw eggs had been. Hello, Salmonella.
He assured me that he had put boiled water in the Styrofoam container, and then had washed it with soap and water before putting the eggs back in.
OK. So, I guess he knows me pretty well.
The boys came inside, we showered them off, and it was time to try the eggs.
No one wanted to give Daddy their colored eggs, but finally we convinced them to share. So, he cracked one open.
What? My husband couldn’t understand it. He said he followed the directions exactly, so how could they not be cooked at all?
In case you haven’t already guess where it all went wrong, let me tell you: He forgot which container had the boiled and which had the raw when he brought them out to color them.
They colored RAW eggs!!!!!
At this point, my anxiety has kicked into high gear since the kids had been touching raw eggs and then went outside to play. This would not be a problem if they hadn’t put their hands in their mouths while outside, but with my boys, who the heck knows what they do!
Also, Mr. B has started crying because he wanted to eat his Blue egg, which must now go into the casserole.
So, my husband had to run out and buy a new egg kit, as I’m frantically wiping down all kid and kitchen surfaces.
The Calm After the Anxiety Storm
Mr. B finally calmed down once the new egg dye was home. My husband decided to color the actual hard-boiled eggs himself. I went and dealt with the only safe eggs in the house…the plastic ones.
Everyone went to bed early to await the Easter Bunny’s arrival in the morning. Unfortunately, early to bed combined with Easter excitement led to a 5 am wake-up call.
At least the egg casserole was good!
Eggs found, baskets torn apart, and everyone exhausted, we all took a family Easter nap at 10 am.
Then, it was off to spend time with family. The boys got to play with a lot of cousins and hunt more eggs. Mommy got a much needed glass of wine.
So, what have we learned from Easter 2017?
- Only buy one dozen eggs at a time OR
- Don’t put hard boiled eggs back in the container OR
- LABEL them!!!
- Don’t dye eggs with a germ-a-phobe mom within a 20 mile radius
No one has come down with food poisoning…yet. Fingers crossed.
Hope you had a wonderful Spring Break, Passover, and Easter 2017!