[nq:2]I hope all of you with kids like multicolored eggs, you'll be eating cyanotic-hued salad all week. Blue edges never killed anyone. My kids always wanted multiple egg hunts, it was an all-morning event. And when I was a small one, an egg went missing - for a few months - and a stinky egg is pretty stinky. Think sulfur and gates of Hell - and this after I used crayons to draw spirals a la DNA. The egg died an ignominious death under a sofa cushion. Squish and release - fumes. And in three weeks I get to take Mom to a niece's First Communion - which is also her birthday! Spring has sprung and keeps on springing. Yum, a wafer for lunch!
"What I want to know is where do the chocolate bunnies fit in with the crucifixion?"
I dunno from chocolate bunnies, but when my sister went to visit my bro at college, she stole his plastic light-up Vatican. This is the same sister who swiped my National Lampoon High School Yearbook (which I now have in hardback, thanks Mom) and she's also the sister now, in her maturity, does homecare hospice work - she does cheer up the dying. And, total sacriledge (sp) here) - she has called it "temp work". Ouch! And she's good with yuks.rebirth and all.
I have no idea as to how chocolate fits in. And I tell you, I hate the marshmallow chickies. I like black jellybeans, pink a close second.
Part of the Easter thing is that, way back when, the entire faith was based on transubstantiation and resurrection. "Christ has died, Christ has risen, Christ will come again." Which sounds like a cheesy David Blain(e) thing. But old habits die hard, and I think we all want resurrection.
Actually, bunnies go into the whole Estrus/ birth thing - spring, fertility, etc, and who brought chocolate into the mix? Tis a mystery.