Eggs and Bunnies

Well once again we have come upon a holiday that while technically relgious seems to have a seperate American (consumer) identity that we end up embracing as a result of just living in the US (normally). So, much like Christmas, even though we aren't Christians, we do celebrate Easter in the secular eggs and Bunny sense. Atticus painted an egg at school and got the day off. We didn't have access to paints that we were sure about the toxicness of though, so instead of doing a bunch of eggs that we would have to throw away afterwards, Jon ad Atticus just each painted an egg each. So, tradition was fulfilled for Atticus' sense of memory and holiday-ness, but we didn't waste a bunch of eggs. Here is a picture of the boys at work and having fun showing off their masterpieces.

We also have a tradition where the night before Easter, Atticus leaves his basket out for the Easter Bunny and it gets filled overnight with candy and a little toy (so as not to buy a new basket every year - we aren't that happy with the consumer aspect...). This year Atticus was stressed that he didn't have his basket. We told him we could leave a gift bag out on the table instead. He was still concerned that the Easter Bunny wouldn't understand though so he took matters into his own hands and drew a picture to leave with the bag, making it clear that this was his basket.

Well the picture worked, and he got his loot. Easter morning he got some chocolate, a little toy and some jelly babies. Yeah - jelly babies. In the tradition of gummy worms or Swedish fish, we have: jelly babies. Frankly, this candy is a little creepy. It is more than a little disturbing to eat little babies, but Bangladesh doesn't get credit for the crazy on this one - these are imported from Australia.

So it was a fine Easter. We didn't hide eggs because the paint wasn't waterproof and as the eggs got moisture on them in the refridgerator the paint kind of started coming off and it would've been a mess. We also have a pretty highly restrictive food containment policy in the house (to keep a variety critters convinced that our apartment isn't worth coming into) and laying boiled eggs around was in clear violation of the policy. We topped the celebrations off with a delicious dinner of tofu sloppy joes and pasta salad.

Tomorrow morning Sam is heading out to a rural school with the Liberation War Museum's mobile museum for a few days and Jon and Atticus are going to kick it in Dhaka as just the boys. Expect some stories from this one...