I love holidays. Christmas, Halloween, Thanksgiving have always been big events. However, we didn't really celebrate Easter much from the time that we left home till since Ava was born. We're not super religious and I hope that not recognizing it in the past doesn't offend anyone out there. As Ava is in her second year of life and we wrestle with the challenge of bringing up a third culture kid between two continents, we have come to realize the importance of bringing her up with traditions.
So this morning we got the party started at 6:30 AM in casa de "J" wherein we had an Easter basket (supplied by Grandma) on the coffee table when she came downstairs. There was your usual gauntlet of chocolate eggs, M & M's, and some gifts like the books "Thumper Finds and Egg" and "Mickey Mouse in Wonderland". Of course, there was that all too familiar candy, "peeps"
Peeps are made of pure sugar and dusted with a little colored candy coating. Ava doesn't normally have candy, but we decided to make an exception as it was Easter this morning. She also had never eaten "peeps" and I was curious to see what her reaction would be after trying them for the first time:
After that, we went to Ava's teacher's house that also happens to be a good friend of ours too. We had a potluck lunch, the kids went Easter egg hunting, the guys watched "The Masters" and the girls caught up on their gossip. Well, the guys did too. The guys didn't look so tough below. However, sometimes being a dad means donning a pink cape.
This is the start of our tradition of Easter. Not that much different that it is in your neck of the woods. Or is it?
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