When did Easter become Christmas? When did it become necessary to buy Easter "gifts"?
I remember Easter as a child. We got a bunch of dyed eggs that sat in a basket for a week. Each day we would take one or two, crack the shell and eat the egg. Never refrigerated them, just left them in the basket on the table. I don't remember ever getting sick from them.
And we got an Easter "outfit". We would go to church, go to Phipps Conservatory, have our picture taken and have leg of lamb for dinner with mint sauce. And asparagus.
Tonight while watching television Toys R Us advertised a great selection of toys for Easter. REALLY? And not your cheap dollar store toys. Video games, cars that you can ride in, play stations, etc.
And let's talk about Easter "outfits". They have been advertised for weeks. A woman who came to Phipps said to me, when talking about the snow we have had, "At least I don't have to buy a new outfit for Easter".
This is what we have become. Or is it that we have always been that person? A new outfit to welcome spring, or a day to celebrate the resurrection of Christ? Originally it was a pagan celebration of renewal and rebirth. Celebrated in the early spring, it honored the pagan Saxon goddess Eastre. So, over time it has evolved, and today we celebrate by buying presents for the children.
When the kids were young, we had Easter egg hunts in the backyard. Alyssa, Matt and Katie would take a basket and hunt for the eggs. They were plastic and had money in them. Yes, the true spirit of Easter. It was fun, though.
I honor Easter as I do all holidays. To me, it is a time to be with family and to eat. Both, equally important.
Linda is cooking Easter dinner, thank goodness. I volunteered to work at Phipps. We had an Easter bunny at Phipps last year. Michelle was the bunny and I led her around. Children react in different ways to the bunny. Some hugged her, some were frightened, one little child in her mother's arms getting a picture taken, hit the bunny in the head, grabbed the bunny's ear and twisted the head. Michelle tells me the head is quite heavy. Almost knocked her over while the mother was smiling into the camera and ignoring the child. Michelle won't be the bunny this year...has family commitments.
Well, Happy Easter, Happy Passover. I must think about gifts for Easter.