Easter is awesome. And while I don't want to lose sight of celebrating our Lord Jesus rising from the grave, I do have to admit I have an obsession with the more commercial Easter traditions. When my girls were little, we would dye eggs, gobble chocolate bunnies, and I would dress them in brand new, fluffy pink and purple gowns, parading them for all the world to see. Eventually those poufy dresses gave way to more modest skirts, then slacks and even blue jeans as my little girls became teenagers.
I bought two packs of soda, orange and grape
Crush, and removed three bottles from each. Yes, I gave them to the
Easter Bunny. No reason the Bunny shouldn't have a little fun, too. Then
I filled the empty slots with Easter grass and goodies. These included
things like new funky socks, inexpensive jewelry, nail polish, gum,
candy, fruit leather and of course, a chocolate bunny. I wrapped it all
up with a bow on top.
course, the "baskets" were a big hit when they were discovered outside
the girls' doors bright and early on Easter morning. And while I
couldn't convince my teens to wear poufy pink and purple dresses, I
didn't have much trouble persuading them to gobble up those chocolate
bunnies. Some things never change.