Sugar High

I want to celebrate holidays like Easter with my kids.

Not whole-hog, inflatable bunny in the front yard or a pop-out Jesus Christ emerging from a cave kind of way, but I want to celebrate the intent, spirit and meaning behind Easter: new life. New spirit. Fertility. Last year I wrote a post that I liked about all that and here it is.

This year, Micah was just as obsessed about the candy aspects of Easter as he was last year; he was also into the crafting side of it (- yay for preschool!). He wanted to dye the eggs and go on a hunt and all that good stuff.

I did too and so did my friend Katie, so she  came on over with her adorable son Zia!

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Kids. Eggs. Dye.

It just sounds like such a bad idea, doesn’t it? Right up there with glue and sticks. 

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It’s not something I’m likely to be brave enough to face alone. And you know what? Thanks to Katie, I don’t and won’t have to.

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I’m learning that one of the smartest things I could ever hope to do is ask her over and have fun together.

This makes sense.

Moreover: This. Is. FUN

After the kids dyed their eggs, they played, we waited for the eggs to dry then Katie slipped outside and “hid” them – you know, placed them in plain site here and there – then we went out with the kids.

It just killed me.

Something about little kids looking for stuff.

Slays me every time.

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Micah, knowing what everything contained and what candy was what, was on FIRE, trotting around and scooping up the marshmallow bunnies. Moxie was just charging. And egg’s an egg, “yeah!”. Zia was striding in his sturdy little way, keeping a running commentary on everything that was happening (note: I can’t ever hear what Zia is actually saying: I just hear his voice murmuring along like a babbling brook – “badadbababadaba – DA? mawahwajaboaoajda-  A!!”)

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It’s so awesome having kids.

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The kids found all the eggs in something like half an hour (less?).

Swift little rascals.

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Swift little candy loving rascals.

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We made egg salad sandwiches with the eggs, chomped down, wiped our faces with the back of our hands, then dug into all that sugary goodness. I don’t have any pictures of that. I was busy too (mama’s gotta make sure it’s safe to eat, right?).

And then came.

Sugar coma.

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Hope you had an awesome, life-breathing, fun-filled, sugar high inducing Easter too.


is a deaf blogger, global nomad, tech-junkie, cat-lover, Trekkie, Celto-Teutonic-peasant-handed mom of 3 (one with Down syndrome and one gifted 2E).
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  • Ha! I love it! It looks like you had a fabulous time. I’m impressed that you managed to get the kids to eat whole wheat bread, egg salad, and grapes rather than just gorging immediately on the chocolate. Seeing all the kids dyeing eggs in your picture did make me wonder if a disaster happened (did all the dye end up on the floor??), but then I realized, who the hell cares? They’re kids! It’s a great time!

    Hurray, fertility and spring! (And hurray that you didn’t have an inflatable Jesus emerging from a cave…creepy…)

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