Happy Easter!

When I was growing up, Easter was a holy day.

We always dressed well, but our clothes were generally made by our mom rather than purchased from a pricey boutique. As an adult, I can appreciate the dresses but at the time, they meant that I had to sit “like a lady” for most of the day. No running. No jumping. No playing with my dog or my pony, and certainly NO MUD PIES!

Back then, Easter was a pretty simple day. These days, someone’s confused the Easter Bunny with Santa. My sons are getting questions like, “Was the Easter Bunny good to you?” It leaves me wondering, “Was the Easter Bunny supposed to be good to them?” When I last checked, the Easter Bunny was handing out a few hard boiled eggs, and a few pieces of candy and mom and dad were responsible for supplying the basket. Now, apparently he’s supposed to roll up in his Eastermobile carrying an X Box, a Wi, or the latest Apple innovation.

While I realize I can’t turn back time, this year, I may keep the boys at home for a few days after the holiday so we can enjoy our eggs and chocolate and hide out from the “Was the Easter Bunny good to you?” people.

Instead of an X Box, a Wi or an Apple, we’ll have an apple pie and save a few dollars for our sons’ futures. If you’re so inclined, join us in the revolution.

Happy Easter!