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urbanEaster stories

We served up an Easter full of very cute chicks and very pastel-colored Easter candy. I didn't even color eggs this year as my heart belongs to my future urbanChicken eggs! And, though one or two came highly recommended, we didn't make it to any Easter egg hunts. We ended up at a lovely-but-packed service at the beautiful St. Michael & All Angels Episcopal Church (across from Trader Joe's in the Hollywood District), where we were happy to see lots of children.

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Now, as I look at photos of other children around the world finding their eggs, I'm wishing maybe we had. Did you do an organized Easter egg hunt this year? Would you recommend it for next year's Easter celebrants? Did you find an even better holiday tradition to follow? Please add your favorite pictures to our flickr group; tag them 'urbanEaster' and I'll include some in a mosaic later this week!

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Funny - we dye eggs every year but never get around to hiding them. We have extended family in Portland and Eugene and none of us are religious so our Easter tradition is brunch at our house with treat baskets for the kids (candy and a few small toys/presents mostly thanks to grandma). We do hide the baskets however and make it a treasure hunt with clues. The child is given a clue to start which leads to other clues around the house and eventually to their "prize". It's a lot of fun and most importantly, gets the extended family together. Amazing how even though you live close to your relatives you don't see them except on holidays.

I too am looking forward to urban chickens (we're a couple years away as we want our 8 month old baby girl to be old enough to be involved) - especially since half the eggs I boiled broke in the pot! I expect that home grown eggs will be a little more durable and certainly more naturally colorful!

Now off to eat my 18th egg salad sandwich . . .

Well, the uJMamas didn't celebrate Easter, but about 7 families did get together at the Milagros community room for the world's most condensed Passover Seder :). Lots of mingling & little children running around, lots of kosher wine (not nec. a good thing :P) & good food. All praise due to Debby for making it happen!

I made up my own unreligious celeb this year, which I ended up being quite pleased with (not true of my other holiday efforts to date). It goes like this: Egg tree (yes, Pottery Barn kids) appears on the first day of Spring, unadorned, and overtakes the dining room table. Soon thereafter, kids hang eggs on tree (plastic with ribbon, fancier, whatever) and voila, gorgeous pastel tree. Hangs there till the night before Easter Sunday when the EB cleans off the tree and hides them around the house, some with notes in them directing kids to treats (in my case, unloved already owned toys that had been 100% forgotten), and others gloriously empty. One had a choco egg in it b/c it didn't seem right to completely deny my children of the chocolate-Easter connection (I still smile at the thought of shaking a platic egg with peanut M&Ms in it). I struggle with how to celebrate American holidays in my own way but still have some fun, and this one really did the trick for me. Whether it also did the trick for my husband and children, well, at least someone planned something to mark the hoilday! The grand finale will, of course, be gettig the tree and all its fixins into the basement before next Easter.

I love Easter! We celebrate both the pre-Christian holy day, Ostara, here at home, and the popular holiday with friends and family. For us it is a spiritual tradition marking the rebirth of spring with stories about the waking of the root children and Persephone's return. The spring hare comes to our house, and it is a very magical time. We leave him baby carrots, dandilions, (or whatever little offerings we have around), and he hides eggs and little treasures around the yard for the children. This year we got to use eggs collected from our own hens that we dyed with natural dyes (Yes, they are stronger Melissa. Some of the big, store bought ones cracked in the pot, and our little Bantam eggs didn't!) I try to remember that each egg is truly a gift, a promise of new life. We also color eggs (with Paas or something, that's fun too) to bring to the McClaren's house for the annual hunt, where the "Easter Bunny" hides all the eggs for the children. He leaves these along with plastic eggs, candy, chocolate coins, the usual stuff. Rowan started walking this year just in time to go on the hunt with her brother. We tossed the candy; she was more interested in the eggs! Both parts of our tradition are equally important to me. I love going to the McClaren's to drink mimosas and hang out with the other parents while the children hunt (and, apparently, sneak candy.) And I love that we have a deeper meaning behind the season that we celebrate together at home.

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