I have many fond memories of dying eggs with my brothers and sister. The day before Easter we would jostle one another around the dining room table. Somehow one of us would end up spilling one of the cups of the dye all over the tablecloth. Then we'd giggle as that one would try to mop it up as fast as they could before it reached the floor and Mom walk in. Of course Mom normally came in first due to all the giggling and the "you're in big trouble." Mom feigned being angry but seemed to be ready with a bucket of suds, mop and a cloth. As if expecting a catastrophe from one of her troops. She'd help the offender clean the mess by giving him/her the sudsy cloth while she mopped up the pooling coloring on the floor. Then she would place the tablecloth in the bucket and leave us to finish the egg-dying. She'd peek around the corner now and then as she heard the oohs and aahs we'd make as we decorated our four dozen eggs. We always got to do a dozen a piece. We had to have enough for the Easter bunny to hide for the hunt on Easter morning.
We believe the Easter bunny must have elected Mom as his helper since we rarely saw him enter our home. However, on Easter morning she'd tell us we needed to go to the other room for a few minutes so she could see if the Bunny already hid the eggs. Didn't he do that when he delivered the baskets? Or did he make two trips? Maybe he was just so old and senile Moms needed to double check on the Easter bunny like they did Dads. So we went to the other room as instructed and waited till we heard the "okay, come on out!" The hunt was on. In good weather the bunny hid them outside, I guess this must have been what Mom was checking on to see whether he hid them inside or outside. In bad weather they were inside, except never in breakable things, smart bunny kept us out of trouble that way. Our family must have had stock in Kodak because cameras were always snapping. Flashing making you blind and seeing spots. 'Will you just leave us be so we can see to find our eggs', was all we thought, whilst the grown ups kept flashbulbs popping in our eyes. It turned out years later I would do the same thing to my own poor tykes. As Easter Egg Hunts were our family tradition and there was no getting around them. The winner, one with the most eggs, got a prize. The prize? Well, some years it was a toy or special chocolate rabbit or egg (normally a bit larger than everyone else's). Later, as we became over the age of eight it was money (no more than a dollar in my time). By the time you turned thirteen you were too old for the egg hunts. At thirteen you helped the babies and small children hunt eggs.
Afterwards, our grand-father would make deviled eggs out of three dozen of them, much to our delight. Normally we would hang around him trying to dip our fingers in the egg yolk mixture before he could stuff all the scooped out shells. If we weren't quick enough we'd end up with a few red fingers that smarted for a minute or so.
Traditions are wonderful aren't they? I think so, especially when it comes to food. The magic word. Glazed ham, cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes with brown sugar, black eyed peas, Grandma's sweet potato pie, collard greens, Grandpa's hush puppies, Mom's lemon meringue pie, Grand-pa's deviled eggs, Grandpa's pecan pie, okra, Auntie T's chocolate rolls, Auntie B's yeast rolls, Mom's potato salad, my jello salad, Grandma's giblet gravy, mashed potatoes (and not from any box), and sweet tea. Just all the trimmings you enjoy. Family, tradition and a feast for you to eat till you pop. Of course you just can't be like my baby brother and start to eat before everyone is ready. Everyone must be seated, heads bowed and a prayer of thanksgiving said to God for his blessings and sacrifice. After all, Easter is about God and the sacrificial offering of his Son on our behalf. "Roger, put that back, we haven't said amen yet."
Blessings to you all, amen. Okay now enjoy your Easter and it's memories.
As we flow through life we meet people, fall in love, transpire over obstacles, celebrate moments, fall to our knees in despair and heartbreak. We learn and grow as the events of the world around us continually push us evermore onward through our journey of life until we greet our final destiny (whatever that may be for each person's belief).
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Saturday, March 22, 2008
An Interactive Easter Morning:
This is such a cute way of creating a story. I wanted to share this with all of you. It was created by a 15 yr old in Canada. Go here and creat-your-own-story; Eastermorn.
Easter Videos:
For your viewing pleasure and in honor of Easter, I thought today's post would be more visual. Therefore, I am posting links for you to visit and enjoy. I found this link to be quite an intersting way to dye your easter eggs by using vegetables and not chemicals, they came up with some interesting designs; natural. This video is more explicit as it starts from how to boil the eggs for the begginers out there. However, don't skip over this just because of that reason as it does have some good decorating tips; howto. I found this one to be simple but wanted to include it as it shows a child coloring the eggs himself; cougar. Easter is always best with children and there reactions, don't you agree? I loved this little girl's reaction to the color of the easter egg when it was pulled out of the dye cup; cassidy.
Now here is an oldie Easter cartoon that will give you a chuckle for sure; bosko. Here's a bit of a funny, yet a bit of religous easter message. Not too religous though. It's a fun little skit, watch these hard-boiled eggs; don'twanna. This one is actually about egg art that is done with blown out eggs. It's incredible how some people can decorate the shells. I really love the fish one the best; blown. Here's an interesting one painting easter eggs; painted.
Here's some sisters dying eggs, I like the characters they make. Also, notice how well-behaved they are while dying eggs. My children would always want to have their own bowl of eggs to color instead of sharing, it prevented arguing over the eggs. They show off their eggs in their baskets; sisters. What easter isn't complete without chocolate, at least for most people (I myself am allergic to it). Therefore, here is a video about ornamental chocolate eggs; chocolate. Also, I've found a clever one on how to make a cream filled chocolate egg; makeachoc. After Easter you will probably have many leftover hard-boiled eggs. Here is just a few suggestions on how to use them up; leftover.
In closing I thought I'd leave you with this comical video;pinkegg.
Happy Easter everyone -- here's your card; eastercard.
Now here is an oldie Easter cartoon that will give you a chuckle for sure; bosko. Here's a bit of a funny, yet a bit of religous easter message. Not too religous though. It's a fun little skit, watch these hard-boiled eggs; don'twanna. This one is actually about egg art that is done with blown out eggs. It's incredible how some people can decorate the shells. I really love the fish one the best; blown. Here's an interesting one painting easter eggs; painted.
Here's some sisters dying eggs, I like the characters they make. Also, notice how well-behaved they are while dying eggs. My children would always want to have their own bowl of eggs to color instead of sharing, it prevented arguing over the eggs. They show off their eggs in their baskets; sisters. What easter isn't complete without chocolate, at least for most people (I myself am allergic to it). Therefore, here is a video about ornamental chocolate eggs; chocolate. Also, I've found a clever one on how to make a cream filled chocolate egg; makeachoc. After Easter you will probably have many leftover hard-boiled eggs. Here is just a few suggestions on how to use them up; leftover.
In closing I thought I'd leave you with this comical video;pinkegg.
Happy Easter everyone -- here's your card; eastercard.
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