I just don't get the Easter Bunny. Santa breaking in to leave presents, I totally get. The tooth fairy leaves compensation for the large gaping hole in one's mouth, and the devastation of ripping a tooth out. I get it. But where the heck did they come up with an Bunny who leaves Eggs in celebration of our Lord and Savior's rising from the dead?
It turns out...because I did VERY EXTENSIVE RESEARCH on the world wide web...that bunnies and eggs are a pagan tradition. I find that ironic, don't you?
Still, I went and sat on the Easter Bunny's lap and put in my order. OR. I went with Julz(holla!) on a very secret covert mission to WalMart very late at night in disguise so as not to be discovered. It's not for the weak. We kicked some pagan bunny with eggs butt and had fun doing it.
I know Easter isn't about the bunny who leaves eggs. Shouldn't that be up to a giant chicken? But it IS about the perfect dress. Right? No, wait, maybe being with family and the delicious Easter Dinner and then dessert. No? Hmmm.
Maybe it's about my gigantic Easter Eggs I have for lawn decor that no one appreciates but me. I finally found a giant Easter Chick to go with them and then the wind came, blew the giant eggs all over our street, spreading Easter Joy to all the neighbors, and then blew the cute spinning sock/streamer part of the chick right off. The chick's bottom half is missing. If you see it, please call me.
The other day, we were about 1/4 mile from our house, and we drove by a parked car out on the street and one of my giant eggs was underneath the car. We stopped, I got it, put it in the car. And the kids just cheered. Ricardo explained he was bothered by this reaction as I was never questioned about why we randomly stopped, grabbed a giant Easter Egg out from under someone's car and then took off. I find it perfectly normal.
That's how I roll.
Our kids are very cool and they understand that the world revolves around Mommy's holiday decorations.
Yes indeedy! The pagan traditon of a bunny that leaves (lays?) Easter Eggs is a bit scwoowie. All it's done for many is open the door for many lewd jokes about the Easter Bunny messing around with a bunch of chickens.
Unfortunately, the old tradition of the Easter Chicks and Ducklings that were given on Easter Morning is gone with the wind, as most of those poor little chicks and ducklings never got to see the sun go down on Easter Sunday. Most of the children that received these little creatures learned that baby chicks don't swim and the little ducklings don't fly.
HOWEVER, the tradition of the Easter EGG does have profound meaning. It's a symbol of birth re-birth, second chances and new beginnings.