Bunny versus Rooster
It’s all Easter a-go-go around these parts with crafting, baking, birthdays and cultural clashes in full swing:
1. Crap crafting.
All the crap needed to make the eggs
Lured by the words ‘fun for all ages’ but more importantly ‘easy’, I made a snap purchase the other day at the supermarket of an ‘easy’ Easter stamp kit, what could possibly go wrong? What could go wrong with a 6 page leaflet of complicated instructions that demanded a science degree to decipher – special felt, pipette, warmed boiled eggs, the necessity of owning vinegar in your household which luckily we actually had, the step of rubbing the eggs with oil before stamping them to make it extra, extra easy for a 1yr + 3yr + 38 yr to handle, the brightly coloured ink that didn’t stay on the eggs but only on hands and furniture, the brightly coloured ink that didn’t stay on the eggs but only on hands and furniture that also turned out to be permanent. Safe to say we totally nailed Easter crafting!
We nailed it!
2. TSH has his birthday.
On Wednesday my beloved turned 41. To celebrate, I put together a birthday breakfast of cinnamon French toast with vanilla yoghurt and a sugar-free berry jam topped off with coffee and a green smoothie. It all went pretty smooth, well as much as it can in our household these days with food preparation interrupted by breastfeeding and complaining children. The day soon went to hell for poor TSH as I was struck down mercilessly with mastitis and TSH was put on full husband and pappa duties of picking up the kids and kid wrangling for the rest of the day/night.
I totally earned wifey points with this.
3. Bunny versus Rooster.
This Easter we will be hosting Easter lunch at our home. Normally we venture north but this year we decided to take it easy and stay put in Stockholm. TSH’s sister and family will come down to us and we’ll put on a fancy pants lamb meal that the adults will love but the kids will hate.
So this year was the first year where we had to decide how to do Easter our way (normally my mother-in-law takes care of everything Easter related). Thus, TSH and myself had a planning meeting for the big event that went something a little like this:
Me: “So, I’ve just ordered all the food online and it’s being delivered on Wednesday night apart from the special lamb that we need to get from the special lamb shop… oh and the Easter stuff for the kids from the Easter Bunny…”
TSH: “the Easter Bunny???”
I made these for the daycare staff, they contain chocolate eggs which probably was considered daring.
Me: “Yep, the Easter Bunny.”
TSH: “You mean the Easter Rooster?”
Me: “What the bloody hell are you talking about?”
TSH: “Well in Sweden it’s the rooster that brings the egg”
Me: “Oh for the love of God, so run me through how you see things happening with the kids”
TSH: “Well we can have an Easter egg hunt either in the apartment or in the forest outside where the Rooster brings an egg for them..”
Me: “So…what happened to me dressing up in the adult sized Bunny onesie that my sister sent me last year and running around in the forest for the kids to see the Easter bunny dashing about, I guess that’s all out the window now is it??”
TSH: “Well as much as I’d like to see you do that, I think we should stick to the Rooster that’s what all her daycare buddies have been talking about, it’s what she knows… the Rooster can bring the egg”.
Me: “The egg. Singular? Shouldn’t it bring eggs, you know a trail of eggs?”
TSH: “The Rooster brings only one egg”.
Me: “Oh, so what, at the end of the egg ‘hunt’, the kids will get ONE cardboard egg filled with candy instead of proper chocolate eggs all delivered by a rooster not a bunny, well that’s not very exciting…”
TSH: “IT’S TOTALLY EXCITING”
Me. “NO IT’S NOT. I CAN’T BELIEVE THERE WILL BE NO BUNNY”.
TSH: “STOP IT WITH THE BUNNY. BUNNY’S DON’T EVEN LAY EGGS”.
Me: “WHAT, SO MAGICALLY THE NORDIC ROOSTER DOES? I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU JUST DISSED THE EASTER BUNNY, AND WHY DOES THE ROOSTER GET THE FUN WHEN IT SHOULD BE THE HEN, BLOODY MEN! NEXT YEAR YOU CAN MAKE YOUR OWN CINNAMON FRENCH TOAST!”.
In the calm of the next morning, we decided to have the Easter that combined both cultures in some way: the egg hunt in the forest will feature small chocolate eggs that will both build and add to the excitement before the kids find the big cardboard Easter egg that has been left there by an egg laying Rooster.
HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A WONDERFUL EASTER!
When we got home I opened it up and was shocked to find that the word ‘easy’ now has a new definition.
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Haha! Very funny (not the mastitis bit… ugh! hideous bitch, mastitis is!). Hope you’re all better now! Happy Easter!
The mastitis went over pretty quick thank goodness, I felt so terrible I couldn’t get out of bed. Now it’s all very good! Happy Easter!
Oh no! Big bummer snout the mastitis. 😦 That’s what crafting will do to you.
I hope we’rd getting pics of you in your indie in the forest! Happy Easter. Xxx
ohhh the Easter hunt went well and the girls loved it… so much fun. Mastitis all under control now….thank goodness.
I’m sorry about the mastitis. I had it twice with my first and it is awful, albeit usually over in 24 hours. This being your 3rd baby I’m sure you handled it like a pro (which sounds like you did – you rest and hubby does everything else! Good girl).
Now remind me never to move to Sweden so I don’t have to stare at the whole country like they’re insane lunatics due to their celebration of the Easter Rooster. Gah.
Although…when I studied abroad in Sydney for a year in 1991-2, I was flabbergasted that there was no trick or treating at Halloween. I stood outside my college shop for 30 minutes in a “ghost” sheet trick-or-treating just to show them how to do it. I’m still talked about there I believe! The crazy Seppo.
Ha, I can image in 1991 there would have been absolutely no hallloween in Oz, I love your spirit keeping it up and showing them how to do it. The mastitis went over really quick actually, although I did feel like I was dying for day, it was terrible and I thought Easter was over. Luckily, it went away and Easter was fantastic. Despite the Rooster.
The conversation you had with TSH sounds exactly like a conversation me and my husband would have. It’s kinda endearing :). Glad you had a combo-hunt the next day. And we didn’t even dye eggs, so you’ve got a leg up on us about that .