There's a picture of me when I was about 7 months old (mom please correct me if I'm wrong)where I'm in a cute spring outfit with a little bonnet crawling in the grass with a pretty plastic egg in hand. The epitome of Easter morning. So I couldn't help myself when I dressed Treson up and scourered the internet for places and times for easter egg hunts around town. I was so excited to get pictures of him bending over and delicately picking up a plastic egg and putting it in our little baggie- we even practiced in our living room before we left!
When we got there, the green field in my fantasy was replaced by a roller skating rink... surrounded by a swarm of closely packed parents. we stood waiting in the appropriate section (0-3 yr olds) behind heads of other parents for about 15 minutes. There must have been a 1:32 still on the clock when the circle collapsed in and the mad rush started. I guess a toddler was too jazzed by their parents pep talk that they ran in and started grabbing- other parents ran in themselves clawing at the floor. I was trying to carefully get into the rink to set Treson down somewhere to pick up an egg, but the ground was sprawled with mothers with baskets already half full. I saw a father coming back from the middle and with a disappointed look on his face and say "it looks like they are all gone." I kinda sighed and reciprocated a weary smile understanding that his kid didn't get any eggs either.
well to say the least- I was disappointed. More in the mothers than with the situation. It took me awhile to get over my childish disappointment and be comforted by the fact that Treson wasn't upset and didn't know (or care) what he missed. I know my husbands going to hate me for my charity, but I started giving these mothers the benefit of the doubt. Maybe this was the only Easter they could provide for their kids and they wanted to reuse the eggs for tomorrow morning.
.... I'm still trying to think of something positive that I got out of being there but it's hard to find. bit of wasted time I guess, and it wasn't pleasant to be in a mob of desperate parents. I guess we'll stick to hunting in our own yard tomorrow; we'll post some of those Kodak moment photos along with video of birthday party tomorrow.
3 comments:
Love you Honey,
Its one of the things that drives me crazy about you but at the same time its one of the things that I love most about you.
I don't know what to call it, its a mixture of innocence, naiveness, pureness and I don't mean that in a bad way.
Makes me think of what happened just this past year in New york. On black Friday people trampled a walmart worker to get in the building to the sales. He died and 3 other including a 8 month pregnant lady were injured.
Your idealized vision of what the world should be yet disappointingly is not is heart warming and makes me sad at the same time.
Maybe if they had the gospel they would understand better. Its in the giving, the service,and love that joy is found.
Don't worry we will have a great Easter Egg hunt in our back yard with our family. :)
I'm sure Treson will have an awesome Easter egg hunt with you guys tommorow. They don't make Easter Egg hunts like they used to on the compounds overseas! Those were awesome! haha
I wish you and your family a very Happy Easter!
We have been so disappointed in Easter Egg Hunts the past few years that we didn't even go to one this year. The greed that takes over people is amazing! It gets dangerous when nobody seems to care about anyone else but themselves.
Stick to your backyard and you'll get that sense of peace and happiness you SHOULD be feeling at Easter. Hope you have a "hoppy" day!
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