Easter colors, egg finding, and chocolate covered pagans
Heee! This was the first year he was old enough for us to color eggs…and him, and the high chair, and me, and probably a few animals that passed in the general area. (Note: paintbrushes, 6-oz cups of dye, and a two-year old – may NOT be the best of all possible combinations.) Because it’s cold and rainy outside, I hid little candy-filled plastic eggs all over the downstairs and we had an egg hunt. He’s excited by the chocolate eggs, but isn’t too sure what to think of the peeps when they pop out of the egg. Then again, I’ve been seeing peeps all my life, and I’m still not sure what to think of them.
And in a bit of tapping into the social unconscious, after he had two chocolate eggs, a large percentage of which somehow ended up being worn like warpaint of the sugar tribe, he starting spinning around, and moving his arms up and down and humming. So, I said, “Whatcha doing buddy?” And he said “It’s the Easter dance! Hooray, Spring!” Mommy’s little pagan. I’m so proud.
The bible thumpers down the street stare, aghast.
I can easily picture Tiptoe T, JB Va-Voom and Sammy the Dance-born doing their Easter (high sugar and energy) dances in total concentration, each saying HAPPY to Spring in his or her own way. What a joy that would be to photograph!!
Agreed.
Yes, well…that’s an added benefit, true.
made me smile. i remember celebrating the festival of colours back when i was a kid, we did a lot of mad screaming and dancing too.
hi i posted a comment on dear winifred before i realised it was a journal entry more’n a year old. so i deleted my comment.
i’m really sorry about that.
DN
Oh no worries, I still get messages when people post there, I just haven’t had time to get back to doing poor Wini. (Who, when last seen, had been hidden in the wine cellar by rebel zombies.)
what more could she want… unless they took the wine away before hiding her…
thanks…
smiles you sound dreadfully busy at the moment and the boy seems to be bouncy
grin
hugs
DN