I am the oldest of four kids ranging in age from 22 to 28. All of us are out of the house whether it be owning a home, renting an apartment or living in the kind of dwelling that can only be referred to as a home while you are in college. Every holiday the four of us traipse back home and except things to proceed as they did when we ranged in age from 4 to 10.
It’s been a struggle. Apparently my parents thought having to buy treats and plan surprises from make-believe people and creatures ended when either you stopped believing in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny or when you moved out.
They were so wrong.
My mother sent out an email detailing plans for this year’s Easter celebration. A lot has happened in the last year, including my parents changing from the church we all know from our childhood and my mom getting a full-time job. The new church necessitates celebrating mass in a new facility that is a little too foreign to us kids. The new job, I’m told, means that the Easter Bunny doesn’t have time to supply us with an Easter basket full of goodies.
Have you ever heard of such nonsense???
When this announcement came out yesterday, it was rejected 400%. Me and my siblings experience a rare moment of unanimity and all declined our invitation to this bogus Easter event. The best was when my sister explained that her boyfriend’s mother not only had Easter baskets for her kids but that she actually MADE THE EASTER BASKETS BY HAND. After that even my parents thought it would just be better to celebrate with her boyfriend’s families.
This morning Mrs. Easter Bunny let us know that Easter, WITH BASKETS, is back on. And that this year Mr. Easter Bunny is helping.
So my childhood can continue. At least until I am 29.
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