without dying eggs. And your hands. And your clothes. What a way to celebrate the ultimate sacrifice than by sacrificing your favorite t-shirt, too?!
More seriously, Christina came home from college for Easter weekend and Mom K bought three dozen eggs. The following ensued:
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| Jenna, Brooke's girlfriend, and her new [and improved!] boyfriend. |
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| Egg of DOOM. |
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| Brooke was fascinated with what he called, "egg condoms." |
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| Oh, and a family gathering just wouldn't be the same without a game! |
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| Apples to Apples! |
And, for the world's benefit... I give the Traveling Circus of Albert & Christina:
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