Easter means different things to different people.
For Jamie: it means Bunny Hatred, as is evidenced by his artistic rendering to “welcome” the Easter bunny to our home. I suspect it is not coincidental it bears a strong resemblance to our neighbor’s English bulldog.
For Bode: it’s all about copying Daddy’s Bunny Hatred
For me: it’s about the stress of throwing Easter parties for our entire congregation…and encouraging full-contact Bunny Hop races. (This is the Before picture; I cannot show you the blood bath that was the After Picture…)
And for Hadley: Not to be forgotten is, of course, Jesus. And it was our little Hurricane who reminded us of this very fact with her memorable observations last year at this time….