Hoppy Easter

Having just returned the previous weekend from a busy week in Oklahoma, our goal was to make Easter last Sunday, March 27th,  a simple affair. We did not plan for any guests and just spent the day with Alex, bowling as usual for a Sunday, and then relaxing in Livermore in our home decorated in a bunny theme for the holiday and for Alex's pleasure. This jumbo sized bunny greets us upon entry into the living room. He has been with us for thirteen years. He rode home in my suitcase in 2003, coincidentally also from Oklahoma. Robin had just moved out there to start her post-college job with the FAA and she and I ate at a Cracker Barrel restaurant. This fellow is from the gift shop at that restaurant chain.

The living room hearth has its display of bunnies and carrots and painted wooden eggs. The wooden bunny family on the far right are carved and tole painted stair balusters. I remember buying them when the company store at Lawrence  Livermore Lab closed.

The clerks were pleased that the bunny family was going to a good home. Papa, Mama, and Baby Bunny had served as counter decorations for many years. They come out every year at our house.

Bunnies do have a reputation of reproducing rapidly. The population explosion spills over into a gathering on the piano in the family room.

Alex sits here amongst the rabbit population and does a puzzle while waiting for dinner.

My goal after being on travel was convenience. We ate ham steak and pierogies - yes pre-vacuum packed and pre-frozen food, I confess. Alex chowed down. He loved both. Salt and butter – what more could you want? Oh, yes, Chocolate!

The table was set with three rabbit messengers, courtesy of a bulk purchase Costco three-pack. They took care of the chocolate part with the Hershey's kisses in the leaf, the flower, or the basket each carried.

The bunnies stayed up through this past weekend, April 1-3. No, it was not an April Fool's prank. Dan was bringing Vivian up from SoCal and we thought she might enjoy them. She exclaimed "My bunny rabbit" and took this simple one home with her.

It was just the right size for that chubby toddler hand of hers.

We indeed did have a Happy, Hoppy Easter and we stretched it to last.