Not funny to rush the bunny!
Some bunny didn’t tell them. Awkward.
(Did you get a memo? I didn’t get any memo.)
Can’t really sugar coat this.
Which phrase doesn’t fit?
- Children eagerly waiting, baskets in hand.
- Plush Bunnies, Peeps, and decorated eggs
- The annual Easter Egg Hunt.
- Just get it out of the way.
Perhaps suffering from an early Peeps-induced sugar overload, two news bunnies women were giggling their way through the day’s stories. Selected out of the basket of events was an early community Easter Egg Hunt.
At the end of the announcement, one babe anchor turned to the other, smiled, and said perkily, “How wonderful. An early Easter Egg Hunt. Kids will love that. And you can get it out of the way!”
The other professionally dressed news woman leaned forward and chirped in response, “How great!”
Now is that an odd thing to say:
“Just get it out of the way”?
Why would anyone want to hurry Easter Egg Hunts?
Do Easter Egg Hunts interfere with other Easter Sunday activities?
Now there’s always that church service (But the egg hunts were often the bribe to get kids to behave through that?)
And there’s that annual “Go stand by the Easter Lillies” picture in your dress-up clothes and new (uncomfortable) shoes. (Stand still, and smile, and then, you can eat the chocolate bunny ear!)
And there’s the big dinner – often with relatives.(Now that’s something requiring some serious clean-up time: might want to just get that over with.)
Is there a big sports game you have to hurry and finish dinner ahead of? (Golf doesn’t count)
Is there an Easter ballet or expensive performance you don’t want to be late to because the tickets cost so darn much? (Well, Christmas has “The Nutcracker” and Christmas Symphonies.)
Maybe without an Easter Egg Hunt, the family could head to the beach earlier…maybe beat some of the traffic? (We should have just planned to go to Easter services at the beach!)
Why would anyone want to hurry past the Annual Easter Egg Hunt?
All the sticky mess and green cellophane basket grass is annoying (especially if the cat eats it and hacks it back up).
But it’s once a year.
Pup fancy. (image: Doghalloweencostume-shop.com)
Grandparents get to see the grandkids all dressed up and mostly clean for a change – even if it’s just in pictures or on the iPhone. Now it’s true that new “dress-up church clothes” are an expense, but Moms secretly love to dress up their little dolls kids and show them off. (Even if the “kid” is a chihuahua. There’s something sweet about a pit bull holding an Easter basket!)
Easter is sort of like Christmas without all the pressure to decorate the outside and inside of the house better than the neighbors. Without all the mandatory baking, present buying, and the pressure to really really feel that Christmas spirit! (And the deepening depression that follows when the spirits are too much.)
Easter is more calm. Reserved.
The Easter message a little confusing to little kids -
But they certainly understand Easter Egg Hunts!
And, thanks to marketing, the little darlings have been gazing for weeks at stuffed bunnies and candy displays (the sugary fumes themselves intoxicating). Oh, the excitement builds until they can’t wait!
And children are so cute as they race across the lawns searching for decorated eggs (well, just brush that little slug off. See, it’s fine). The jelly beans spill from plastic eggs. Chocolate soon smears across faces as bunnies have limbs chomped. Knees become grass stained from head-over-heel tumbles when tiny toes trip over rocks or tree roots. But no parent assistance needed as the hunt frenzy drives them on. The shrill squeals of delight. The complaints and shrieks as big brothers reach in and claim the “best” candy (Here, you can have these. No, it doesn’t matter the wrapper is off. No, that’s a dent – not a bite out of it.)
Easter Egg Hunts: as good as it gets for kids!
So please, don’t rush the bunny!
Hop along little bunny,
Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge.
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Very cute. We had egg-battles, where each person dies and decorates their egg (or uses the ones they found if there was a hunt), then position them facing each other and crack the ends together. The cracked egg is the loser and the winner battles the next egg. Of course, you need to have an army of eggs so the battle goes on for while. Tons of fun!
Egg fight! Sounds like fun! Another version from Mexico/San Antonio/ South TX uses egg shells filled with confetti. You run up behind someone and smash it over their head. Makes a real mess…some parks have banned them…but great if someone else has to clean up! Thanks for stopping by!
I loved Easter egg hunts. And nobody seemed to thing we should “just get them out of the way earlier.” Maybe somebody could just toss some eggs “to” those anchors—save them the trouble of having to go buy some themselves….
The only way an early egg hunt could be a good thing is if there was another one scheduled at the normal time. TWO egg hunts in one year. That would be OK! Thanks for egging things on.
We live where you can’t really rely on Egg Hunt weather in the spring. So, instead of hiding eggs in the snow, we’d hide them throughout the house. One year, we found one, by smell, about three months after Easter.
Just curious, does the Easter bunny come down the chimney like Santa? On really rainy Easter mornings, ours did. I think my mom actually numbered the eggs so she would make sure none were left. Thanks for rolling by!
Those reporters are go-go-go-getters! Don’t slow down!
What a pity for them. I remember a world where a lot of things just weren’t rushed…
Once I was working Refreshments during an intermission at a community theater. The director came out from backstage and asked if everyone was finished buying refreshments. I said Yes (some were of course just beginning to sip their coffees) and she said Good! We can end Intermission now and get this thing over with early! (And it was HER SHOW!)
Take the time to smell the roses, or the bunnies (obviously don’t wait three months! eeeuuuwww!), the fleeting joys. Thanks for this post, phil!
Things seem to be moving at warp speed these days. That story about the community theater is such a surprise. I guess, the director was just done for the day? There’s a “Slow Movement” that has started – maybe it will gain some strength (can’t say speed!) Thanks for adding to this basket of ideas.
I agree, The commercial side to this holiday is abit odd. And what is with cats and their love for cellophane grass…. I know they know its not the real stuff !
But that grass is jus so crunchy? Thanks for hopping by
I like Easter just for the reasons you’ve given. It’s relaxed and delightfully unexpected every year. No need to cross things off the To Do List when it comes to Easter. Just groove with the season and hop on down the bunny trail in your own good time. Doesn’t everyone know that?
I agree – it seems odd to want to ‘get it out of the way’. Next thing we know, they’ll jump the gun and start pushing Christmas three months early.
Ooops…they already do that.
Jumping bunnies! I think they have inflatable Easter yard decorations…but didn’t have the heart to look. Thanks for stopping by
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I’ll be contrary. I’m going for Wester!
Wun you silly wabbit, wun! Thanks.
I’ll never look at Easter the same again…
There’s something about an Easter egg that’s been sitting in the sun for a few days? Thanks for rolling by
We used to play hide and seek with the eggs for days. Get it out of the way? No way!
We were kept pretty busy re-hiding and re-hunting (When plastic eggs arrived, it didn’t have a shelf life!) – it was fun. So was dyeing and decorating the eggs. Childhood goes too fast – why rush the fun? Thanks for sharing your thoughts
Those chirpy anchors need to be added to my list of reasons I’m glad the tv is gone. What? The Easter Egg hunt is just another item on the to-do list? Maybe for some people, it is.
For us, it was magic. First, you colored the hard-boiled eggs. (Does anyone else remember those wax crayons we used to draw our designs, so the dye wouldn’t take?) And then there was making Easter baskets for the “shut-ins”. We’d decorate the baskets themselves, fill them with treats, and then actually take them to the nursing homes and hospitals and give them to people – in person.
As for the hunt – it often was indoors, because of weather, but it still was fun. And there always was a filled basket or special treat, too – like the pink plush bunny I found in the oven one year. (It was as big as I remember. I just spent a half hour finding the photo.)
Easter egg hunts have always been THE spring magic. (Spring Break doesn’t from even come close). Maybe the anchors wee just in a hurry to get out all those white clothes and shoes? Thanks for adding eggactly perfect comments.
Seems like a lot of things are rushed these days in the name of “getting it out of the way.”
And just where is everyone going? Thanks for rolling that idea over here