Himself and I had a great chat this morning about Easter celebrations when we were young. He could never figure out how God was born at Christmas, died three or four months later, and still managed quite a few miracles in between.
When I was a child, Easter meant two full days of church. Good Friday was a day of darkness and penance, Easter Sunday a day of celebration. It was also a time for new shoes and a spring dress. After church the Easter bunny would bring a skipping rope or a bag of marbles.
Growing up my children would receive a chocolate bunny and a few Easter eggs from the Easter bunny. These days kids are receiving bikes, i-pods and other large tickets items.
My daughter refuses to partake in the commercialism of Easter. She does however partake in the eating of Easter candy.
Instead of a special cake or pie, I stuff a basket full of Easter treat for desert. After dinner, every one is allowed to eat as much candy as this like. This year I supplied goody bags to stuff and take home.