As We Remember

Retro Easter

I'm a little behind here, but after my last post about our daughter's adversion to chocolate Easter bunnies, complete with pictures, I thought it'd be fun to post a few "retro" Easter photos of myself. I believe I was about 3 years old in the "basket" pic. and about 5 years old with my stuffed bunny and doll. :-)

The Sad, Sad Tale of The Chocolate Easter Bunny...

I ran across this picture of two chocolate Easter bunnies and had to laugh because of the memories it evokes! Grab some chocolate from your Easter basket and read on...

When our daughters were little, the day before Easter we would fill up their baskets with candy and various offerings. Brad and I would then proceed to creatively hide their baskets.

Like the year I unscrewed the grill to the cold air return vent, placed the basket safely inside and returned the grill to hide the treasure. Come to think of it, that was the same year that Brad lifted the lid of our large upright piano and placed a basket down inside on the harp and strings-securely out of sight. OK, so maybe we did go a little overboard on "creative" hiding places. Then, with great fanfare, we would begin the official "Easter Egg and Basket Hunt". After all baskets and treats had been recovered (obviously, at times, with much parental assistance), the girls would sit down to survey their loot.

This was in the day when the centerpiece of each basket was a large chocolate Easter bunny. One particular year, my husband decided to play upon their sympathies. With each bite of Easter bunny that was taken, he began whining and crying (in Easter bunny fashion) how much it hurt! One child would take a bite of the ear and you would hear "Owwwweeee, there goes my ear", or "Ooooooh...THAT hurts!!". It took about two seconds flat for the girls to decide this personification of the Easter bunny was the last straw. They vowed never again to touch a chocolate Easter bunny. And... sadly, they have kept their promise.

I'm sure this chocolate Easter bunny infraction is one of the many cases against us in their "Personal Injury File". I'm sure it will make interesting fodder during therapy one day.

Just in case you need it... here is proof that our children weren't TOTALLY traumatized in their youth. See.. they have smiles on their faces. Come to think of it though... these pictures were taken BEFORE the unforgivable personification of the Easter bunny drama. Hmmmmm.

Erin, Pre-Bunny Trauma, Easter 1990

Megan, Pre-Bunny Trauma, Easter 1990

Ashley, Pre-Bunny Trauma, Easter 1990

Easter 2007, Post Bunny Trauma

Megan (second born) is seated. Standing L to R is our Son-in-love, Micah, eldest daughter Erin and Josh (Megan's boyfriend)

Please note that the girls did grow up to lead normal, productive lives and, yes indeed, are still smiling. And, contrary to what Ashley's absence in this photo might indicate, our youngest is still alive and well, currently living in Pennsylvania. She and husband, Casey, are preparing to celebrate their first Anniversary of wedded bliss.

Oh yes, let me make something perfectly clear. Some traditions die hard. I found out in no uncertain terms that our middle daughter, at 23 years of age, still enjoys having her own Easter basket. Last year I made the mistake of thinking we could have one large central Easter basket for all to enjoy. No go. She is most content with her VERY OWN, bunny-less Easter basket. Go figure.

He is Risen, Just as He Said!!!

He is Risen...Just as He Said!!!

**In chemistry, he turned water to wine.
**In biology, he was born without the normal conception.
**In physics, he disproved the law of gravity when he ascended into heaven.
**In economics, he disproved the law of diminishing return by feeding 5,000 men with two fishes and five loaves of bread.
**In medicine, he cured the sick and the blind, without administering a single dose of drugs.
**In history, he is the beginning and the end.
**In government, he said that he shall be called wonderful counselor, prince of peace.
**In religion, he said no one comes to the father except through him.
**Jesus had no servants, yet they called him master; had no degree, yet they called him teacher; had no medicines, yet they called him healer.He had no armies, yet rulers feared him.
**He won no military battles, yet he conquered the world.
**He committed no crime, yet they crucified him.
**He was buried in a tomb, yet he lives today.
**I feel honored to serve such a leader who loves us!
**Join us and let's celebrate Him; He is worthy.
**Remain in God and seek His face always.
Amen

Credits: author unknown-received via email / Photo: personal portfolio-taken during an Easter program at a local church

It's Friday...But Sunday is Coming!!!!

Celebrate with me what Christ did for us on the cross.... But remember... Sunday is coming!!!

Visit this site for a wonderful video clip.

Have a BLESSED GOOD FRIDAY!!

Photo source: istockphoto.com

How To Blow Out Eggs

You may enjoy checking out this cleaver article over at Better Homes and Garden! It may come in handy with Easter just around the corner.

How to Blow Out Eggs
By emptying an egg of its yolky contents, you can automatically expand its crafting possibilities. Find out how!

#1) Wash eggs.

#2) Using a sewing needle, gently prick a small hole into each of the egg's two ends. Poke a hole in the yolk (use a thin skewer if necessary).
#3) Leaning over a bowl, gently blow into the top hole, expelling the yolk and white out the bottom end, into the bowl.
#4) Lay hollow eggs on paper towels to dry.
#5) Paint the shells or decorate as you wish.
For place cards, letter names on the eggs. If desired, stuff little notes, sayings, or wishes written on strips of paper, into the shells.

(Photo & idea credit: www.bgh.com) Original from Country Home Magazine

Have a Blessed Resurrection Celebration This Week

"Look, the Lamb of God,

who takes away the sin of the world!"

John 1:29

I pray that each of us may have a week rich in remembering the gift of

The Christ, The Cross and The Resurrection!

Scripture Source: New American Stand Bible: John 1:29

Photo Source: Personal portfolio (this is a picture of the centerpiece I place on our dining room table during the Easter season)