Monday, April 18, 2011

Mommy, Does the Easter Bunny Have GPS?

There are things I do as a mother to create little memories for my children.  Things like making cookies for Santa, turning graveyards into chocolate pudding and playing Easter Bunny once a year.  This year, the Easter Bunny isn't coming.  The girls will be somewhere else when they wake up Sunday morning.  To me, it feels like the secret hiding places in this house will be crying out for colorfully wrapped, sugary sweet happiness packaged in cellophane and the sound of children searching for another memory.  In reality, I'm having a harder time saying goodbye to the Easter Bunny than the girls are.  It has a lot to do with having to say goodbye to what I thought would never end.  I never thought there would come a day when I wouldn't have my children around.  Or a time when I couldn't be the one tying bows on their baskets, watching them giggle and awe at what I'd crafted for them with my love.
I could be selfish and give away hints that I'll miss them.  Manipulate them into staying so that I can watch them hunt for baskets.  Steal opportunities for them to grow.  Cheat them into loving me more.   This is sounding more and more ridiculous the more I think about it.  More than my mommyhood, what I really want is for my children to love.  Not just me, but themselves and everyone lucky enough to share their lives with them. 
 "Train up a child in the way that she should go, and when she is old, she will not depart from it." Proverbs 22:6
Aiden on a jellybean high 
  Hope and Nanny helping with the Easter Cupcakes

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