When I have picked Miss 4 up from pre school the last two weeks she has been sporting all sorts of bunnies, painted eggs, paintings of eggs, hats with ears…and you get the picture.
So I asked her “Did they tell you why we have Easter?”. “Ummm..” she replies “because after Christmas comes Easter.” Then I ask “What does Easter mean to you?”. You guessed it. “Going hunting for Easter eggs”. Of course it does, isn’t that what Easter means to every child? That is what it meant to me.
I loved this post from a friend on Facebook
With the holidays upon us, I think it’s important to reflect on the true meaning of Easter…
CHOCOLATE AND BUNNIES.
Oh and time off from work. These are the important things.
I am not sure what to say to Miss 4, I am still answering questions about what happened when kitty died 18 months ago. She thinks he is heaven, she buried him with some smarties for the trip, I think he has most probably decomposed in the ground under one of Grandma’s oleander bushes, never to be seen again. But a bit of spirituality never hurt anyone.
What does Easter mean to me? Well I love a good bible story, I like all stories.
Easter for me is hot cross buns for breakfast and a lovely seafood lunch with family on Good Friday. This year I found a bakery that still have orange peel in their buns, I cannot begin to describe my excitement! This is a small part of our lunch feast. Note the very nice bubbly to go with it. Not exactly poor man’s food these days, but I still partake in the fish and wine (forget the bread though, it might fill me up and I wont be able to fit in any scallops).
Saturday is spent slothing about as I am still recovery from committing gluttony the day before.
Easter Sunday is the day of the hunt. Now that I am a mother it is almost as exciting for me as the children. The children are allowed to gorge themselves silly on chocolate in the morning then run it off for the rest of the day. It also marks the first game of Australian rules football for our local league, which means the man of the house leaves at noon and returns whenever he and his mates have enjoyed enough of each others company and beer. This is the beginning of a wonderful and relaxing winter, where we mutually enjoy our time away from each other each week.
Most of all I love the opportunity to see family and friends, I love the joy on my kids faces (especially Master 2 this year) and I love spending lots of time with my husband who has an extended Easter break every year.
Hoppy Easter to all 🙂