I am super pumped to the max (what? forget I said that) to share these pretty lil’ eggs with you all, but first things first: A humongous, gigantimous group hug for all of the wonderful women who threw me a surprise virtual baby shower yesterday. Pretty sure I was grinning like a goofus all day long, overwhelmed by and grateful for all of the love for my baby girl. And the treats! My lans. I’ve posted all of the links at the bottom of this post so once we’re done talking about crackled Easter eggs, you can get your fill of those yums.
OK OK, but these eggs, you guys! Can we just take a moment for some oohing and aahing and egg gazing? Thank you for indulging me (and for sticking around if I haven’t scared you off with the phrase “egg gazing”).
I wouldn’t call myself a crafty person by any means. I mean, I try to do up my house like it could be on Pinterest or Design*Sponge, but in reality yours truly just doesn’t have the time/energy/cha-ching for that. So apologies to those who come visit my house but that poorly spray-painted side table and that picture frame from IKEA I tried to paint Van Gogh’s “Starry Night” on that really just looks like a bunch of random swirly-dos and that janky mobile I made for my future daughter’s nursery will have to do. But HEY — I made crackled Easter eggs and look how fancy they are. And they’re edible, too. I like to think that makes up for/distracts from everything else.
Lest you think these eggs are too complicated to make yourself, let us rewind to the previous paragraph about how I am not so crafty, and I yet I could do this. YOU can do this. So let’s do this together!