This year Easter caught us a little by surprise, as somehow Easter often tends to do. I never know when the heck it’s popping up, and pop up it did. We got back from the cruise with Cali the Saturday before Easter. I was a little unprepared.
That meant scurrying around on Easter Sunday trying to find egg dying kits. They weren’t in the grocery store, and Michaels was flat out closed. Who knew the craft giant had a religious backbone. Well, alright then! We ended up at Walmart, which happily obliges any day of potential consumerism regardless of religious significance. We found the Easter section a lonely decimated empty aisle of open wrappers and a few lonely peeps. I had to fight some small child for the last couple of bags of candy, but won with my stern grown-up stare. When I thought we’d have to color Easter eggs with food coloring, sharpies, and fabric paint, I found three different egg dying kits in a different department that someone had tossed aside. Oh yes, the universe loves me.
The older two girls were swamped with coordination and essentially rewriting the end-of-term group papers (worse form of hell for any student), end of term exams, and projects. We squeezed in making eggs and little nests. Madi only had time to decorate one, but made it count. Created an egg dude she named Bertrum. I thought Shelbert was better. Cali kept us amused with all the corny egg jokes online and play on words using egg. Then we came up with our own. There’s never a time when we are all together, when we aren’t eventually snorting and laughing like idiots. We were laughing so hard we dropped one egg and almost got our hair in the dye. We gave a whole egg to the dog, who had no clue what to do with it. He’s used to having his food cut up or he throws it up–good thing he was rescued from the streets of Guatemala, as he never would have survived any of that. Eventually we had to pry the slimy egg out of his mouth and cut it up. Yup, an Easter to remember for different reasons. The egg hunt, also a favorite activity of our dog, will have to wait until next year, if there’s any way to nail down that elusive date!
