As the spring season unfolds and the days grow longer, I find joy in the warmth and sounds of children playing outside. The blooming flowers and the ability to open windows without worrying about the chill of winter are delightful. However, when it comes to the Easter holiday, my enthusiasm takes a nosedive. While I appreciate the religious significance of Easter and enjoy attending Mass, the associated preparations and traditions become burdensome, especially as a parent.
Last year, standing in line at Walmart the night before Easter, I grappled with other frantic parents over last-minute chocolate bunnies and dwindling candy options. It hit me then that playing the role of the Easter Bunny isn’t as fun as it sounds. Easter has morphed into a spring version of Christmas, and I can’t help but wonder why we need to turn every holiday into an extravagant event.
1. Egg Dyeing is Overrated.
The idea of decorating eggs sounds charming, but the reality is chaotic. The vinegar smell is overpowering, you end up boiling a mountain of eggs, and the dye stains everything in sight. By the time the kids lose interest, you’re left feeling frustrated, and the cleanup is a nightmare. Thanks for nothing, egg dye.
2. Hardboiled Eggs Are a Challenge.
After the egg-dyeing marathon, there’s the dilemma of what to do with all those boiled eggs. Eating them for breakfast repeatedly gets old, and making egg salad with colorful eggs is not my idea of a treat.
3. Easter Basket Grass is a Nuisance.
Who thought plastic grass was a good idea? It ends up all over the house, turning into a never-ending cleaning project.
4. Easter’s Date is Confusing.
With my busy schedule, I struggle to keep track of holidays that shift every year. A consistent date would be much more manageable for parents like me.
5. Kids Get Dirty in Their Best Outfits.
Little white dresses and shiny shoes are adorable, but they rarely stay clean for long. I’ve given up investing in fancy outfits for Easter.
6. Black Jelly Beans are Unwanted.
Let’s be clear: black jelly beans do not belong in my Easter basket.
7. The Easter Bunny Myth is Odd.
Perpetuating the myth of a giant bunny sneaking into our homes feels unsettling. I can’t believe kids aren’t scared by the thought of a huge rabbit lurking around.
8. Easter Baskets Have Become Overboard.
In my childhood, Easter baskets were simple. Nowadays, they resemble Christmas mornings, overflowing with extravagant gifts and elaborate hunts. It’s just too much.
9. Peanut Butter Eggs are a Limited Treat.
Why do peanut butter eggs only make an appearance for a few weeks? I need them year-round.
10. Countless Egg Hunts are Draining.
In my day, one egg hunt sufficed. Now, it feels like there’s an endless parade of hunts, photo ops, and breakfasts with the Easter Bunny. It’s exhausting.
I understand that my role as the Easter Bunny will eventually fade, and I will miss the joy on my children’s faces as they rush toward their baskets. But for now, I’m content to stash peanut butter eggs away for myself.
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In summary, while Easter can be a joyous occasion, the pressures and expectations that come with it can be overwhelming for parents. From egg dyeing disasters to extravagant baskets, the holiday has become a source of stress rather than celebration.