"Easter Lilly.. Don't Eat Me!"

When one has a child in the home, every holiday is an event. Easter has come and gone. Ours was relatively simple, yet,  there were still some memories to note. We do not have many decorations for Easter--just enough to fit on the mantle. Last year, Da Vinci had a hey day attacking the "Harry and David" Bunny that contained a variety of Easter treats from mom and dad. My first task was to paint Mr. Bunny, replace his eyes and nose, and with clean, white, fluffy fur---give him a "new do." I have to say, he turned out better than before--Bunny Makeovers???  Don't even go there.

Immediately, Noah had to dye hard boiled eggs even though Easter was at least two weeks away. I was amazed at all the choices--glitter. flourescent, camouflage--I had to remind Noah, that I grew up in the day when there was only one choice--"PAAS" regular colors. (Kind of like our parents had to walk a mile in the snow, we had one choice to color eggs.)

Noah enjoys the Traditional Easter Egg Hunt that Aunt Linda and Uncle Mike host. There are eggs to color, eggs to find, money to count, and lots and lots of children. This year it was my hair that needed coloring and the money I counted was what it cost me to have those greys covered. I am grateful that the Rutters still wanted Noah to come. He had a fabulous time and loves the company as well as the activities.

Noah was anxiously awaiting a visit from the Easter Bunny, especially since the incident with Larry the Leprechaun. Noah is just plain thoughtful--cookies for Santa Claus, celery for Larry and carrots dipped in chocolate for the Easter Bunny.

The dinner table appeared to be empty without a center piece and so I splurged on a beautiful Easter Lilly in a pastel purple container. It seemed to liven up the Kitchen area too. Noah walked by the Lilly with a concerned look on his face. He inquired, "Mom, what is that?" and "Can you take it back?" I explained it was a beautiful Easter Lilly and no, I was not going to take it back. As the days progressed, so did the Lilly and so did Noah's concern. The plant began to bloom and what I viewed as being lovely, was creating stress for Noah. "Mom, I have been watching that plant and every day a new flower opens." I told him that was because it was a living thing. He no longer walked close by the plant. From a distance, he was waving odd toys and food by it. I asked him what he was doing. "Trying to feed the plant so it won't be hungry and eat me."Click--the light went on--I think he thought it was a Venus Flytrap like he saw in the play "Little Shop of Horrors" that Maddie was in last year.

What I learned from Noah: Children are VERY impressionable and they REMEMBER things that an adult, such as myself, would not even notice. I need to pay more attention to the details.