Last Easter ended with a visit to the emergency room. Hmmmmm…what could have possibly happened?, you may wonder. Well, my son ate too much candy – that’s right…there is such a thing! – and we awoke to the sound of him vomiting…IN HIS SLEEP! Very scary for a parent. My husband thought maybe he put a poisonous plant in his mouth at a play date that he had. Nope. It was simply a case of too much candy. An egg hunt at school (plastic eggs filled with candy) followed by a class party (not sure what they ate because I was at home on strict bed rest) followed by a play date where I’m sure some more sweets were had by all. So, this Easter, Andros (my son) told me that he no longer celebrates Easter. He still hasn’t forgotten the trip to the hospital in the middle of the night. Fine by me. I absolutely allow my son to eat sweets, but in moderation. One piece of chocolate, a cupcake every now and then. We certainly don’t deny ourselves. But, our pantry has never seen a box of sugar cereal, boxed cookies, etc. We eat and snack healthily, but do allow for an occasional indulgence. You may wonder what I’ve been feeding my daughter from the looks of her thighs. I assure you that this child eats better that I do! Everything is made from scratch – broccoli and cheese, sweet potatoes, chicken and rice, cauliflower w/ tomato and cheese sauce (amazing!), lots and lots of fresh fruits and milk. Not a single sugary sweet as touched her lips. But, she will have a cake for her 1st birthday!
So, instead of egg hunting, we spent the day at the beach basking in the sun (for the vitamin D, of course!), digging holes and burying each other, shelling, and just enjoying our time together. No big brunch for us. No giant chocolate easter bunnies. Just time together. I couldn’t ask for a better Easter.
