I was not raised with religion. We rarely, if ever, went to church. So, for me, Easter is about egg dyeing, egg hunting, candy eating, and really just the celebration of spring in general. I like the pagan origins of Easter - the celebration of fertility and new life. Also: Cadbury Creme Eggs.
This was the first year I attempted to do the Easter thing. Jack had no idea why we were doing these things, but I think he enjoyed himself.
Not a lot of delicate, purposeful dyeing going on. More of a Chuck the Egg in the Pretty Colored Water approach. The dye, it was everywhere. You can see how intent he is about his art, though.
Did you know the Easter Bunny can actually come at any time of day? Our Easter Bunny conveniently showed up in the late afternoon while Jack was conveniently otherwise occupied.
Jack had no idea why the hell we were finding brightly colored plastic eggs in the front yard. When it was verified that yes, indeed, there was candy in those there eggs and he had permission to eat said candy, then lo, the eggs were hunted.
As if this day couldn't get any better, the Easter Bunny outdid him/herself with OMG BUBBLES.
It appears the Bunny redeemed himself after an ill-fated visit the previous day.
I really just feel bad for the Bunny. Based on Jack's reaction and those of the kids who sat on his lap before Jack, I think he had a really long day. Here, Bunny, have some bourbon. You deserve it.
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