I hope you all had a Happy Easter. I think that the PPs would be laughing hysterically at me. After all, I didn’t even do anything remotely pinnable for Pinterest this year. Not even much in years past. The last couple of years I have done well if I get my container of plastic Easter eggs out and let my kids play with them. While this blog post is probably a couple of days later than it should be, I DID post something on Easter featuring some VERY funny Easter related things I found on the internets.
But now I have a few Easter confessions…
1) We didn’t go to church. I wholeheartedly acknowledge the reason behind WHY we have Easter, and it has nothing to do with bunnies or eggs. Yet Easter, like Christmas, is one of those holidays that people who don’t go to church any other time show up. I’m not judging, we all know that I miss church way more than I probably should because one of us is sick or hasn’t slept in eight days straight. I’m still a Christian, unless you want to take away my Church card for that.
2) We didn’t color eggs. This is because no one really seemed to care. Things were so busy leading up to the holiday that there was little time and not one little person became excited when we spoke of it. I wanted to do the all natural dying thing where you use things like turmeric, beet juice, etc, but had a hard time finding some of what I needed. Maybe next year!
The picture above is what I wanted to do this year. Here is the link to the Frontier website. I have since filed it away in my brain for future reference. Don’t laugh, I really do have a functioning brain somewhere in this head of mine.
3) I delayed my children’s instant gratification. Easter morning Princess Gimme got up waaaaaaay before anyone else and begged me to come downstairs. “There are eggs all around” she announced. I had to burst her bubble. “We’re not looking for them until your brother gets up.” This did not sit well with her, seeing as her brother could sleep all day every day if he wanted. I let him sleep in a little bit longer, and of course she did not die.
4) Our own mini Easter egg hunt really sucked. This was because the Easter Bunny didn’t plan ahead this year. There were not lots of little things to put in eggs like in years past, and this bunny WAS NOT going to give the kids loads of candy. However, the bunny did pick out some awesome lego sets for the kids. These sets were so awesome that I didn’t think the kids were going to put them down long enough to eat breakfast, and they also made it hard for The Professor to want to leave for our Easter brunch.
Honestly, we’ve never had a great Easter egg hunt. Our yard is basically mud this time every year, and getting my children to go outside is always interesting anyway. And speaking of Easter egg hunts, does anyone ever think of Gilmore Girls whenever it comes to Easter? You know, the episode where Kirk hides all of the eggs for the egg hunt? Raw, uncooked eggs… While I did not find what I was looking for, I DID find a clip of his speech.
5) I recycle. In other words, I have reused the same Easter baskets every year. No one has noticed.
6) We went to a truckstop for Easter dinner. No seriously, we planned this. We all, as in my parents, my sister and her family, and me, live a bit of a ways from each other. We started trying to meet up somewhere in the middle a couple of years ago. It works out pretty well.
7) Evil Genius spent Easter afternoon tormenting various members of his family. I should have taken video, but then there would have been evidence. The icing on the cake was when he put Princess Gimme up on top of a shelf…
8) Our Easter supper came from a drive through. This was because it was after 7 pm and we still weren’t home yet. At least I had a salad.
9) I was tired. I spent the next day recovering from our time off, because that’s how that stuff works, apparently.
10) And the BIG confession: This Easter was especially hard for me to get inspired. It took me awhile to figure out why, other than just being busy. Then it dawned on me, and I feel silly for not realizing it sooner. Last year Easter Sunday was a terrible day for my family. I woke up early to get things ready for the kids for Easter, only to come downstairs and find that my beloved kitty had passed away. There was no warning. Even though he was an old kitty, up until that moment seemed to be in good health. He had simply expired under the table in the kitchen. I had to wake Evil Genius up to bury him in the backyard before the kids woke up. This began a long sad time for me without my loving kitty cat that could never get enough love from us. I cried for what seemed like months. Since then we have talked and talked and talked about about getting another cat, but for every cat that we have liked there has been some reason that it would not work out. Either the cat had health problems, was only available with another cat as a buddy, we don’t have the money to cover the fees, or the cat doesn’t like dogs. This particular cat we had was the gentlest most kind cat on the face of the earth that put up with everything, including being laid upon by children and picked on by our antisocial kitty. It’s hard to find a combination of personality traits like he had.
Isn’t it funny how we get so attached to animals? This one was very special, and he provided a lot of comic relief to our family.
So forgive me, oh gods of parenting, if I did not produce the perfect Easter for my kids. I’ll try harder next year. Maybe.