Our Easter is a series of events that center on family and love:
We move the cross around the circle throughout the season of Lent. Observing the passage of time and honoring the life of our Savior. This is our act of remembrance. It is first and foremost. It is essential.
Then, a few days before Easter, we roast peeps and we smash them up into s'mores because, well, it's a whole lot of fun to roast a sugary yellow chicken. All families have odd rituals. This just happens to have become ours.
Following our sugar rush, we hide glow-in-the-dark Easter eggs. This recent addition to our Easter celebration came about as a creative way to keep older kids interested in egg hunts. It is 100% successful. We hide eggs until long after bedtime, until we crash from adrenaline and sugar.
When we wake up the following day, around noon because of the aforementioned crash the night before, we dye Easter eggs. We're a pretty artistic family, so every year we try to find a new way to dye eggs. This year, I decided on a science lesson. If you put oil in the dyed water it creates a marbled effect on the eggs, allowing for several colors on one egg. They were all sad when we ran out of eggs to play with. I personally think they turned out beautifully.
On Easter morning we rise and, wearing our spring best, we go to church to celebrate our Savior.
After lunch we still do a traditional egg hunt, though I think we've almost left this stage. Only the little one truly enjoys the search. The other two are good sports though, so they still play with her. Chris hides and the girls seek. Although I have to say that Sicily is so competitive that she would find them alone, which is what ends up happening by mid-afternoon. She even changes out of her nice sandals into tennis shoes for the hunt. Egg hunting is serious business to that girl! The cat is also an egg hunting participant. She follows the egg hider around, waits until she doesn't think anyone is looking, and then pounces on the egg. I think she's disappointed every time she finds that it's not a real egg.
After all of this, we spend the rest of the afternoon enjoying the beautiful spring day, remembering the love that was given for us and offering one another the same.