Happy Resurrection Day

If you know me, then you will know how much I dislike holidays. It's not so much that I dislike the holiday, it's that I dislike how commercialized holidays have become. The media has done a fantastic job making Easter and Christmas less like religious holidays and more like secular pop-culture holidays. It is apparent that companies and advertisers recognized these holidays as times when people were getting together and exchanging gifts. So they probably began to focus on these elements. They have made people think that this the whole point of a holiday, and boy have they succeeded. Think about it, what do Easter Eggs and Chocolate Bunnies have to do with the resurrection of Jesus?

Easter came early this year. I was a bit shocked when I found out that Easter was in March, as I normally associated Easter with April. Easter Sunday can actually fall on a Sunday between March 22 and April 25. The date of Easter, in Western Civilization, is based on Computus. In short, Easter falls on the first Sunday following the first ecclesiastical full moon that occurs on or after the day of the vernal equinox. The vernal equinox is fixed as March 21 resulting in the fact that Easter can never occur before March 22 or later than April 25. Make sense? It didn't make sense to Amanda either. She wanted to know why it couldn't be on a fixed date. Halloween has a fixed date.

The kids got some cute Easter outfits. I bought Bre-Bre's last month cause I happen to see frilly dress with boy colors. She liked it when she tried it on at the store, but hated it when she had to wear it for church. She claims it gives her itches. She uses the itches excuse every time she has to wear something that she doesn't want to wear. Luckily Grandpa Thaxton had some magical anti-itch, baby, powder that he put on Bre. That cured the itches. The best part of her outfit were her shoes. You can't see them in the picture, but they had a bit of a lift on them so Bre had a hard time walking in them.

We left Grandpa Thaxton's house en route to Grandpa Berrett's house. It took about two hours to get there. Maybe it was because of this, but probably not.

Grandma and Grandpa Berrett hide easter eggs for all their grandchildren and daughters. Grandpa takes great pride in hiding the daughters eggs in unusual places. This year was no exception. If I hadn't been joking around about turning the water off in the water bucket, then Jessica would probably still be looking for her egg. Bre was the first person to find all of her eggs, props to uncle Mark for helping her. Here are some pix from the hunt. Additional pix can be viewed in the family album.

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