Happy Easter, Happy Spring
Baby bunnies, baby birds, baby squirrels, all the little signs of spring are turning up right in our backyard. I love Easter! Even as a little girl I knew there was something special about this holiday, and this time of year. I remember one year I was “Rabbit” in our elementary school production of Winnie-the-Pooh. My grandmother made me a costume out of an old white tablecloth – it was so cute… and then I’d wear that costume every Easter, and hide eggs for the littler kids next door.
For years I’ve done the annual family Easter Brunch at our house. I started this tradition before Freddy was born. And then when he came along, the day took on more meaning as an egg hunt was included in the festivities. It seemed like each year there was another cousin added to the mix – each year there were more kids, and more eggs! I have such happy memories of a backyard full of little kids scrambling for plastic eggs, baskets in hand, squealing with delight at each new discovery. There was the year that it was particularly hot, and the chocolate eggs melted inside the plastic ones. After that I filled the eggs with pennies, or jelly beans. Then there was the year our new puppy found more eggs than the kids did. When the kids started getting too big for egg hunts, I even stretched it out by inviting my friend to come and bring her little boys!
This year, all of the kids are teenagers. They’d rather receive gas cards than chocolate eggs. But I’m still having Easter Brunch. We’ll eat strawberries and waffles, and just enjoy having the kids all together in one place for awhile. There have been so many changes over the years as they’ve grown. And Easter keeps coming around, a marker of how some things stay the same.