When it comes to celebrating holidays I'm not one of these ever growing in number, Ebenezer Scrooges. It seems there are more and more parents who are choosing to abstain from carrying on the traditions of holidays that they themselves grew up loving. I by no means feel like I go over the top with these traditions and festivities, but I DO think that it's important for kids to celebrate holidays - in a way that only children can.
I also feel it's as important for adults to SEE children celebrate these holidays in a way only children can!
I think it is important for children to find the joy and excitement in the festivities of special occasions. It's one of the things that makes childhood magical.
In a world of ever growing troubles, I feel like our children are being forced to grow up sooner than they should. There are few precious years where they have the chance to believe in something magical, to experience a life that is immune or at least ignorant to the crazy world around us. There are few years they have to discover and strengthen their abilities to imagine, daydream, and believe in something simple and perhaps even impossible. I don't think it ruins children to later one day find out that the easter bunny or the tooth fairy were made up characters meant to bring them joy, happiness, and excitement. These are the moments and the parts of childhood that remind us as adults of the perfect characters of children - trusting, loving, happy, pure, innocent, accepting, joyful.
Having said that though, this year we were almost forced to go even simper than usual. First off Easter came just the day after Cadence's birthday. Plus, in our chaos of packing for a 2-3 month temporary living situation as well as putting everything else in a long term storage truck we forgot to keep out the Easter baskets, Easter eggs, and well, everything Easter.
We made due with our simple celebration, but the kids still had a great time, and I was grateful to share in the magic that watching them brings to my holiday as well.
Easter is a time where we celebrate and reflect on the atonement and resurrection of Jesus Christ. Of course this message takes priority at Easter, but for me feeling the joy that children get in looking through easter baskets and searching for eggs a bunny left behind...well, being a part of that joy, of that innocence and pureness...it just makes the message of the gospel of Jesus Christ all the more meaningful and profound to me. Somehow the resurrection of Jesus Christ becomes even more personal as I am watching the pureness of a child, MY child. These magical moments of imagination, simple belief, and enthusiasm in those I love most...makes me even more grateful that we all can be resurrected, and stay together as a family for eternity.
I feel like I'm rambling a bit incoherently. Maybe it's the sinus pressure or the side effects of the decongestant I just took, but it all makes perfect sense in my brain....
How about I just stop and share a few pictures of our day and call it good.
(We also forgot to pack Easter shoes, or any spring type of sunday shoe. Oops. Can't think of it all!)
p.s. I have plenty of friends who fall into this "Ebenezer Scooge" categroy. I'm sure they know that I'm not judging them and that I still love them to pieces, every bit, no matter what they choose for their family.