If you’ve read previous posts about important days in the year – Valentine’s Day, Mother’s Day, etc, you’ll know that my strategy in approaching these events is something along the lines of “oh cr&p, it’s [insert holiday]”. Often it’s “oh cr&p it’s [insert someone’s] birthday.
Now before I unintentionally paint myself as the world’s most insensitive mother, please know that this doesn’t relate to children’s birthdays, which are usually SWAT team-planned the day before. And generally follow the creative bake-a-cake-and-make-your-favorite-meal variety. Elaborate birthday parties, with the exception of this one aren’t my strength.
You can impute thusly that preparation for national holidays isn’t my strength to the power of infinity. Taking that one step further, it wouldn’t be so shocking to learn that I was duly unprepared for Easter this year.
But Easter hasn’t happened! [yells the reader before throwing her shoe at the screen]
Hold on…I’m getting to the punchline.
According to the Gregorian calendar, it has yet to happen. But in our family, Easter will be spent in the coach section of United Airlines flight ABC123, hauling three kids and corresponding bag tonnage to a Caribbean island far far away. So, based on a technicality, Easter actually happened last Sunday. In the form of a neighborhood egg hunt planned by others, and open, mercifully, to all.
How could you be unprepared for an event that someone else hosted? That’s where things get complicated. While I did buy the required 12 eggs per child and hand-delivered them to the host’s house with minutes to spare, my little hunters had to assemble the plastic eggs themselves.
I may have been in violation of child labor laws when I brought home 50 plastic shells and encouraged the kids to speed-stuff chocolate into each egg. Fortunately I didn’t have them working in a line and pace behind them, slapping crop against leather boot every time I saw one of the slip off the stuffing pace.
Rather, I was racing around the house scrounging for something other than plastic shopping bags for the kids to use during the Easter egg hunt. Because for the Nth time in a row, I forgot to buy Easter baskets.
This failed Easter job didn’t come at a good time. I’ve always been sensitive about our status as outsiders in our lakeside community. This is a place where most residents live permanently. We’re the science project family who lives in Manhattan and makes the trek to New Jersey each weekend for a dose of trees and nature. “Look kids, a real butterfly!”
So it didn’t help that my kids showed up to the Easter egg hunt late and wearing their favorite New York uniforms. Leather jacket for the male specimen, printed snakeskin for one of the females. A nice pastel basket might have shifted the focus, but as it were, Sam carried an all black number with Da Vinci Art Supply emblazoned on the front. Meanwhile, Lauren’s bright orange tote advertised Organic Avenue, the raw pressed juice bar long favored by the New York genus.
But you know, nobody noticed. I think. Although maybe everyone was talking behind our backs – “there they are…back for the season I guess. Who buys leather for their kids? And taking all of the eggs I might add – Sherry saw the boy running off with that huge bag, just full of them.”
Which is kind of true. Since we’re using scientific terms, there may have been a convex egg meniscus in Sam’s bag.
What matters though…is that the kids had fun. Despite the melting snow and squishy grass, they raced through the fields searching for their loot.
After the hunt, Emma crept over to the Easter bunny and stole a hug. Frankly, I surprised that he hugged back; I’d judged him as being a wee bit passive aggressive. Maybe it was just me but I’m fairly certain that he was throwing me the stink eye all afternoon.
Which is probably why this conversation happened on the car ride back to the city…
ME: “Guys, look at the hawks in the sky! They’re gliding around – lots of them! They do that…they look for things to eat like little bunnies.”
ME: “I mean rats and mice.”
LAUREN: “Mom that wasn’t a good example for Easter.”
The subconscious is a mysterious thing.
We’ll scratch this Easter effort from the record books. Like Valentine’s Day, and Mother’s Day, I love nothing more than an opportunity for redemption. So into the future we go, one step at a time. Happy Easter everyone.
Now, for the record, am I right?
Hilarious post – kids are so cute!! Creepy bunny for sure. Bon voyage – enjoy
Like a slasher pic bunny right? Frightening…. thanks so much; can’t wait for a little R&R! xoxo
I enjoyed your post and photos lol although that bunny looks like something out of Friday 13th LMAO
Have a bunnytastic week 🙂
Wow. That bunny. Wow.
Hahaha! Loved the ending! Looks like lots of fun and your kids are growing up with the best of both worlds.
Look like everyone had fun despite the snow. Love that the Easter bunny joined in the fun, too!
Love It!! We always love Easter Egg Hunts…
Gorgeous photos, apart from the bunny. The bunny is super creepy.
Fun memories. Really creepy bunny! Happy real Easter and safe travels.
Looks like much FUN, yet I would run from the bunny…
Have a great week!
Great memories, big bunny. Still snow, wow!!
Very funny. The bunny is scary but it looks like they had a great time. I feel the same.
Haha you are really funny! This event is fun and its nice that its early!
Halleluah! I’m not the only mom who’s had to scramble for holidays!!!
Okay, for the record, that easter bunny is WAAAY creepy. More than the usual ones. It has a beard for pete’s sake!!!
My oldest daughter got paid in a Starbucks gift card to be the easter bunny in our neighborhood for a couple of years. The kids that liked her were a little freaked out by the costume, but by contrast to the bunny in your pics, hers was quite perky.
Have a great trip and Happy Easter!
Easter Bunnies sort of creep me out. LOL I love that she gave him a hug. How cute. Creepy and all it’s still cute!
I’m always in a scramble for the holidays as well. No matter how prepared I feel I have a lot to do.
Um, that bunny has some ‘tude! Your reusable Easter bags are better than our plastic grocery store ones! Have the best vacation! Jealous!
that bunny is scary!
A bunny on steroids, and your littlest gave him a hug!
I’m looking forward to Eater Sunday. Thanks for the great post.
Awesome pictures and that is too funny about the hawk!
Great story! I’m always putting off until the last minute, too! Thank you for joining us at the Oh My Heartsie Girl Wordless Wednesday! I look forward to seeing you again next week!
Jingle Jangle Jungle
Lovely captures. It looks to have been a gorgeous day. Happy WW!
Fun photos; they look cold, though! (I know how it is, egg hunts in cold/snow; used to live in Montana when my kids were little). Thanks for linking up at Life at Rossmont!
I spotted a bit of snow on the ground during that hunt.
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Ha! At least that bunny costume just looks mean instead of creepy, like all the ones in the local paper do. Happy Easter. ^.^
Crying, laughing…do you know who was the Easter Bunny!?
From your Awosting year rounder friend
And yes, I showed him the cute/creepy pics, lol