Easter came and went quietly around here. However, despite JJ’s insistence that this year he no longer believes in the Easter bunny, the bunny still turned up. We suspect that since JJ no longer believes in him, that the bunny may have come for Freya instead. Fortunately for JJ, since his sister is much too small to hunt for eggs or even eat solids, it was up to him to do the hard work (and maybe rekindle a little of his wonderment in the process).
My own feelings about JJ’s giant leap into big-kid-land may have turned into denial, but that’s a whole other blog post right there.
After the egg hunt and hot cross bun breakfast, we curled up in bed and read the Easter story together. Freya was quite comfortably asleep through the entire thing, but JJ seemed to understand the story this year in ways he hasn’t been able to grasp previously, asking questions here and there and making enthusiastic oooh and aaaah noises at the appropriate moments.
Like most places around Melbourne, we are lucky enough to live only 35 minutes or so from the coast, so before mass, we made an impromptu decision to head off to the beach for fish and chips, JJ still garbed in his Pikachu costume. The ocean breeze was cold, but JJ had a blast, making sand castles and splashing in the waves.
It was a lovely, quiet, joyful Easter and a fresh start for all of us.