Easter Sunday. The holiest of days in the Catholic faith. There's the resurrection of Christ and all that it symbolizes for the Church. But, as kids, we celebrated for different reasons.
Lent was over -- all 40 long days of it -- and we could go back to eating candy. I'm sure if someone did a survey of the number one thing Catholic kids gave up for Lent it would be candy. No tormenting siblings or sassing parents would probably be runners-up. Hey, we were just kids -- not exactly up to the task of ending world hunger!
For us Easter was all about the candy: jelly beans, chocolate bunnies, marshmallow chicks, chocolate eggs -- all served in one pastel basket. A sugar bonanza on a par with Halloween.
And we actually believed that the treats were delivered by a giant, mutant rabbit who hippity-hopped his way into our living room while we slept. What gullible little tykes we were.
Today I eliminate the middle man -- er -- rabbit. And I don't really care about the cheap "made in China" basket. I just roll that shopping cart down the candy aisle at my local supermarket and fill 'er up.
2 comments:
LOL. Candywise, Easter may have been even better than Halloween. No decisions to be made about what costume to wear; no going door to door on what often turned out to be a rainy, windy, cold dark night. All for a bag of some good, some not so good candy. Easter, ahhh, all neatly packaged and waiting in a beautiful basket, filled with chocolates, jelly beans, gooshy marshmallow eggs, sugary soft Peeps. It was a kid's dream come true. And a guaranteed income for dentists. Ooops,sorry didn't mean to burst the bubble there.
Yeah, I love Easter for the candy. Really more than Halloween. My husband raids the leftover Easter basket from my daughter. She's nine so I might have to get him his own basket after a couple more years.
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