I’ve heard of some big white bunny who hides eggs in bushes and bedrooms, but at our house we have a little pink one scattering candy throughout the yard.
Watch out, she throws it around pretty recklessly.
While Pinkie Pie does the hiding, the big boys take on the serious work of reading Sunday comics.
We take both papers just to insure we don’t miss a single funny. Hmm, you think they’d at least crack a smile.
I don’t know why I blog this, it’s always the same, every year– the rush at the bottom of the stairs, jelly beans behind picture frames, chocolate eggs in the windowsill and chocolate carrots hanging from the lamps and cabinet knobs.
Gabe finds the Cadbury jackpot between the piano keys.
Mary gets a lift.
Ah, there are some advantages to knowing where everything is hidden.
Once inside, everyone takes a careful inventory of their haul. Each child must have four chocolate carrots; nothing else matters. Inevitably we have some sort of crying, yelling scene until the person harboring five carrots hands over the hidden contraband.
Next, Mary sets up her candy store.
She does a brisk business offering generous trades and numerous giveaways.
Everyone is happy,
Until Mary realizes she just traded her last Kit Kat away. :'( The boys replenished her stock pretty quickly.
Stefan avoids the fray– eating an apple and watching the candy wars while he reads.
Soon, it’s time to set the table and make our traditional Easter dinner– pasta primavera, strawberry spinach salad, popovers (like the empty tomb, you know) with chocolate bunny cake for dessert. I love using my mom’s fancy dishes and tablecloth.
Laughing with Grandpa Fritz.
A rare photo of Erik and his mom.
Even pink bunnies load the dishwasher.
Admiring old photo albums between dinner and cake.
We miss our Benjamin Bunny.
These photos may look just like last years’ Easter– the cake, the window display, the hunt– but I love tradition. And if I ever have a household where everyone is too mature to wear bunny ears or fight over chocolate carrots I may break down and cry.
Hope your Easter was filled with love, happiness and a least a few chocolate bunnies.