Easter Blahs

In all honesty, I'd be perfectly happy to skip the whole Easter thing this year . . . actually, from now on. It's not a religious holiday for us, so really it has just started feeling like one more event where parents feel obligated to buy crap for their kids and retailers capitalize (call me cynical - I am). However, I started certain Easter traditions for my kids years ago (actually when I only had one kid, so it was a lot easier and seemed more fun), and they've come to expect it, and despite the fact that it's become somewhat of a chore to me, I really don't want to let them down.

Michael's out jamming tonight. Actually, they're working on music for a little movie someone is doing, so this is officially categorized as "work" (uh huh . . .). So I'm on my own tonight to play Easter Bunny, which entails tracking bunny footprints across the house (using a homemade stencil and baby powder) from the front door to wherever the baskets will be hidden (actually, I'm doing Easter bags this year, not baskets) - a project that seemed really cute and fun when I started doing it 10+ years ago but now is something I dread and kick myself for ever starting; stuffing the kids' Easter bags (this year we are going decidedly skimpy - a few candy treats and one book each, and that's it!); and putting coins in the plastic eggs which will be hidden out in the yard for tomorrow's egg hunt. I suck so bad that I completely forgot about dying eggs until tonight after the girls were already in bed, so only the boys got to partake.

I know, I know, this is the stuff the kids will remember, these traditions. And I'm all for that, I really am. I just wish it wasn't so much work and I wasn't so tired . . . yawn.