Ahh ... Easter
Nuttin' says Jesus more than hollow soulless chocolate rabbits, and eggs fashioned up in colors that would make a chicken want a check-up.
(I will spare everyone the Eoster & fertility rant and Just jump right into my story)
Last Easter we made our way down to the Local Egg hunt in the park ... I never realized the power that little foil wrapped eggs have over children ... it can turn them into crazy wild eyed beasts!!! My kiddos never had a chance with the pushing and grabbing and downright nastiness of the other kids ... their parents screaming their battle cries "JOHNNY!! OVER THERE GET THAT ONE BEFORE THE KID WITH GLASSES GETS IT!!! RUN JOHNNY!!!" ...*sigh* ... This year I swore to make it different, better ... that's right folks I vowed we would be the first family at the park this time around!... My kids were going to have a nice time hunting eggs without being knocked to the ground this year ... I woke the kids up at 6:am to ensure we would all be ready for that 1:30pm start time ... oh, we would be ready this year for sure! ... It is rare my kids get candy but this year, this year I was prepared & revenge would be ours!! ... I pumped the kids full of Easter Peeps and chocolate rabbits and I even double knotted their shoelaces ... Oh yeah, it was ON!
then ...
... it rained.
It didn't just rain ... it rained the rain of a thousand weeping gawds ... like the sky opened up to mock me and my Easter revenge. WHY!?!?!?! What had I done to anger the clouds?!?
As my kids sat there all sugared up and shaking with their little chocolaty faces pressed against the window it dawned on me that karma had taken the last laugh ... the wild pack of egg wranglers were also stuck to their windows cursing the rain far away from the feeding frenzy of the park ... and I was now stuck inside the house with 3 sugar-fueled children as a reminder to never attempt an act of revenge on a holiday. *sigh* ... Karma, You're a bitch.
(I will spare everyone the Eoster & fertility rant and Just jump right into my story)
Last Easter we made our way down to the Local Egg hunt in the park ... I never realized the power that little foil wrapped eggs have over children ... it can turn them into crazy wild eyed beasts!!! My kiddos never had a chance with the pushing and grabbing and downright nastiness of the other kids ... their parents screaming their battle cries "JOHNNY!! OVER THERE GET THAT ONE BEFORE THE KID WITH GLASSES GETS IT!!! RUN JOHNNY!!!" ...*sigh* ... This year I swore to make it different, better ... that's right folks I vowed we would be the first family at the park this time around!... My kids were going to have a nice time hunting eggs without being knocked to the ground this year ... I woke the kids up at 6:am to ensure we would all be ready for that 1:30pm start time ... oh, we would be ready this year for sure! ... It is rare my kids get candy but this year, this year I was prepared & revenge would be ours!! ... I pumped the kids full of Easter Peeps and chocolate rabbits and I even double knotted their shoelaces ... Oh yeah, it was ON!
then ...
... it rained.
It didn't just rain ... it rained the rain of a thousand weeping gawds ... like the sky opened up to mock me and my Easter revenge. WHY!?!?!?! What had I done to anger the clouds?!?
As my kids sat there all sugared up and shaking with their little chocolaty faces pressed against the window it dawned on me that karma had taken the last laugh ... the wild pack of egg wranglers were also stuck to their windows cursing the rain far away from the feeding frenzy of the park ... and I was now stuck inside the house with 3 sugar-fueled children as a reminder to never attempt an act of revenge on a holiday. *sigh* ... Karma, You're a bitch.
I loved this post. It made me giggle to think how many times in an effort to help my children achieve "greatness" I have stabbed myself in the foot.
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