Ready for lunch, I stood up from my desk, grabbed my things and headed out the door. Only to quickly be reminded by the brisk, cool air that I was "not in Kansas anymore" (also known as North Carolina in my version of Oz). Settling in to my warm car (thank you sun for your warm rays) daydreams of warm breezes, Easter egg hunts and beautiful children running around my mom's yard carried me home.
After spending a rather warm, sunny and all out gorgeous weekend in North Carolina, it's hard to come back to the cold of the northeast. If I see even a tiny snow flake again, I may cry my bloody eyes out.
There in my car, with the sun beating down I was reminded of what a great weekend we had. Not just because of the wonderfully warm weather, but also the memories that were made. Although my sweet pea (the little one, not the big one) was under the weather half of our trip, she was able to enjoy her first real Easter, full of festivities. This was of course her second Easter, but considering she wasn't able to actual participate last year we won't count that one. Saturday was spent with all the family; from hunting Easter eggs at the Waugh's, to coloring/dying eggs, painting rabbits and a family dinner at mom's. I am pretty sure Aida would have continued to following Grandma around the yard as long as she continued to drop eggs, so that Aida could pick them up and put them in her basket. Ah the joys of toddlers, they don't care that you weren't hiding the eggs or even that they were empty, she just wanted to keep picking them up and putting them in her basket. Every time accompanied by an "ohhhhhh nudder EGG" (seriously the cutest kid ever, of course I may be a little biased). What more could you ask for out of life than to spend a beautiful day with your family. Laughing, bonding and staining your skin to the point of it seeming you haven't washed them in months, maybe even years. A girl really couldn't ask for anything more.....well other than one thing.....
How exactly does an Easter bunny lay eggs?
I honestly don't know the history (nor have I "googled" it), as I am sure most people don't, but if you think about it why would someone come up with a bunny and an egg? Granted I don't know that a chicken would have the cute cuddly appeal of a bunny, nor does it seem right to hide candy inside of a plastic bunny (this might be slightly more feasible than fuzzy chickens).
So do kids grow up thinking that bunnies lay eggs?
This seems like a silly question to ask, until I had a conversation with a friend, who had recently had to explain to her cousin (legally an adult) who grew up on a farm that the eggs we eat are not fertilized and therefore would never have become a chicken. Seems the cousin thought that there used to be a chicken inside, that didn't make it, and turned into the eggs we eat. Confusing, I know, but then again we teach kids that bunnies lay eggs (well at least one bunny). So no wonder she doesn't know anything about where eggs come from.
I don't know if I ever believe the bunny laid eggs (I am sure I did at some point) or when I realized this was not the case, but it does seem like a funny tradition when you think about it. Of course I will continue to hide eggs for my kiddos.
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