Last of the Easter Eggs

I love egg salad sandwiches, but I hardly ever think to make them except at Easter.  This year I colored 2 dozen eggs.  I meant for the grands to take some home with them, but the easter egg hunt ended with lots of crying because V only got 10 of the 12 eggs I hid.  Her brother found two, with a little help from Grandpa.  "I want them all!!", she wailed. And wailed and wailed.  So all the eggs were mine to keep and I have to say, I am egg saladed out.  These were the last two.