our easter

My husband and I were feeling kind of guilty that we didn't do a whole lot of Easter activities with our 21 month old. I guess I found it hard because I was raised Catholic, but don't find myself an active member like I was forced to be in my youth. I was almost confused to be teaching my son about the Easter bunny, what does a bunny have to do with Christs resurrection.

So with my confusion I decided to not overload my son with Candy, in fact he was slightly disappointed in the two jelly beans that he found in each plastic egg. He doesn't eat alot of candy, not that I am against it but that we just don't have alot around. He found each hidden egg around the living room(only hid six) and that was that. I think that he mostly enjoyed watching and helping make a bunny cake. I am not much of a baker but my mother in-law dropped off a Wilton bunny shaped cake pan. We whipped that up last night and Jack watched me he held the mixer for a minute. He was happy just bouncing around the kitchen singing bunny cake, bunny cake.

My grandparents in Lyon Mt., is were most of our lives have spent every holiday there. It would seem rather insane to most. Some history on the Siskavich's, they are very Catholic and obviously didn't believe in birth control. My father is the oldest of 13 children. 10girls and 3 boys. There are approximately 50 people at any holiday packed into a small house. There are two picnic tables, one in the living room and on the back porch. A fact I found funny today was that my father was mashing potatoes with a tool that they used to mix cement. It looks just like a potato masher but 10x the size.

Styrofoam plates and plastic utensils are a must, no one wants to wash that many dishes. After desserts that is when the bracket comes out. Yeah, like a sports tournament. Then it is the egg knocking contest. My grandfather numbers all the eggs, numbers from a hat so on and so forth. The last one with non dented egg wins. We have recently added money and the pool was worth 35 bucks.

Jack had a blast and actually remembered their house. He hadn't been there since Jan. and wanted to know were Santa was. He enjoys his crazy aunts who force kisses upon him. He was leary at first but after 5 min he warmed right up.

It was a lovely Easter. I may not have come up with a reason for teaching my son about the easter bunny, but we started and continued some great family traditions.