Another Bad Good Friday!

‘Have you got everything? Revision? iPod? Swimming Trunks?’

‘Have you packed your chargers? Tennis racquets?’

As usual on the day we go away I am standing in the hall shouting at everyone to make sure that they don’t forget the one essential item that they cannot live without for a few days.

I have been mentally running through lists for three days, checked in to Ocado three times to make sure our food delivery includes Easter Eggs and a ton of carbohydrates for Son 1 and Son 2. A short Easter break, but I might as well be planning a trip to Madagascar. It will be my birthday while we are away and I have added a few little luxuries to my own bag – a nice bubble bath, a new top to wear on my birthday and a trashy magazine.

Last Easter, my Good Friday was spent running around Heathrow trying to get on a flight to Costa Rica as I had rendered myself unable to board the plane with the rest of my family. This Easter would be different. Continue Reading →

Being Five Years Old – Easter

picture of colourful easter eggsBeing five years old my son has his own take on significant events in the calendar.  He came home from school on Friday with this little gem about Easter.

Me:    ‘How was your day darling?’
Son 3:    ‘Good…..but I’ve got some bad news for you’
Me:    ‘Oh dear, what happened?’
Son 3:    ‘Well you know Jesus?  He is going to die at Easter, then a few days later he is going to come back to life..’
Me:    ‘Well I guess its good that he will come back to life’
Son 3:    ‘Yes, but it’s not good…he is going to miss all the fun, all the Easter eggs and the Easter Bunny!!’

That is all…