Easter

I love Easter. Not because of the big meal and not because I'm particularly religious. Not even because Easter means it's nearly springtime or the adorableness of watching children hunt for easter eggs in the flowers.

I love Easter because I enjoy competition.
Or, put differently: I love Easter because I enjoy kicking my sister's ass.

You see, every year since we were...oh, I don't even know how old, my sister and I have had an egg dying competition. It probably didn't start out as a competition...