Don't get me wrong – we had chocolate eggs, and plenty of them. But there were no legendary white rabbits who were supposed to deliver the goodies. Growing up in Northern Ireland meant that Easter was notable for lots of church visits, absolutely no sweets during Lent, several visits to relatives and large meals involving potatoes. So it's kind of a surprise to find that the Easter Bunny has started to make its presence felt in our home today.
What happens is, on Easter Sunday the children wake up to find tiny little chocolate eggs hiding all over the house. They turn up in all sorts of unexpected places: perched on the computer monitor; in the crow's nest of the Playmobil pirate ship; behind a breakfast bowl. Many of them are so well hidden that they don't get discovered for several weeks.Legend has it that this tradition was started by a slightly optimistic adult who had been to Oxfam and picked up some of these golden eggs, thinking she would do her bit for Fair Trade and scoff them when no one was looking. This person (her identitiy has been lost in the mists of time) then had a few ciders the night before Easter and thought it would be a hoot to hide them around the house instead.
And thus a family tradition is born. I think there would a be a lot of complaints if the Easter Bunny didn't appear this year.
What does your family like to do at Easter? What traditions have you developed? Leave a comment and let us know