Meanwhile back on the farm...we had our own Easter celebration. We started off with the classic dyeing of the boiled eggs. Please see the following...
Supervisor...typical...
He's getting the fake smile down very well these days.
He was eating the shell before I could stop him. Yuck! But after dead cockroach - what's a little egg shell?
Tasting the fruit of his labors.
Sunburnt bikini babe egg. In perfect Aaron fashion.
I'm a sucker for holidays and the traditions that follow.
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