* The Easter Bunny lives there, and so does Santa Claus and the leprechauns.
[ Published by muffin on Mar 1st, 2007 in April 2007, The Cupcakes! with 0 Comments ]

My parents really went all out on the holidays back when I was little. I distinctly remember more than a few Christmas’ where my older sister and I awoke to mid morning to the sound of “hooves” on the roof and saw a faintly glimmering red “nose” outside our bedroom window.

Easter was the best though. I mean, every holiday had its place in our house, but Easter.. That was our holiday. We got to dress up like little princesses, and sure.. we had to go to church.. But we knew the real reason for the holiday.

Easter egg hunts.

I don’t know exactly where my mom got the costume, and I don’t even know how many years she did this, but one of the best memories I have of easter are of chasing down the Easter bunny in our front yard, and just before we reached him/her, The bunny would jump out of reach and sight, not to be seen again until the film developed.

In the meantime of course, we’d pick up a few candy filled eggs here and there.. some hard boiled ones too. My dad would be out in his pajamas and we’d be out in ours, mneverbashfulwithbutter.comhttp://www.neverbashfulwithbutter.comy dad taking photos of us running around through the front yard and we’d catch a glimpse of the bunny.  All egg hunting came to a halt. WE MUST CATCH THIS BUNNY. I guess it was for the same reason that little kids stay up and try to “Catch” Santa Claus. We figure if we see him, he’ll HAVE to give up all the presents he has with him. I figured if I caught the bunny… He’d have to give me all his eggs.

There was always something to distract us. A cat, my dad shouting something about pretty eggs and “Andrea, Steph is going to get all the eggs if you don’t get over here!” or vice versa.

And then the bunny would be gone.

A few weeks later we’d get the film back and there would be a few convenient shots of the bunny. I can only liken the style of photography to that of the  “Sasquatch” videos of the mid 1980’s. Sort of blurry, very much as if my dad was chasing down the bunny and the bunny was JUST out of focus.

..but it was enough to keep us excited.

We theorized as to the whereabouts of the Bunny during the rest of the year. There were always questions, and very few answers. Where did the bunny get the eggs? Were the eggs magical? How did the bunny keep the hard boiled eggs cold? But the most important question lingered..

When the bunny ran away… where did it go?

Formal searches of the property were conducted. A “Man” hunt concluded that the only possible exit off the property and into some magical land where bunnies had full access to refrigeration, coloured eggs and candy filled eggs- was through a portal under the back porch, or through a little “cave” that my sister and I had discovered on the back half of the property across the small stream that lay between our back porch and a very steep hill that could be seen directly through the bathroom window.. if you stood on the seat, that is. I never said we were very tall kids. *smile*

The theories and searches continued.
During the summer months we concluded that the portal access via under the porch wasn’t very feasible. We decided this after one of our cats had their kittens under there, and since none of them ended up disappearing, then obviously the bunny wouldn’t have gone anywhere either.

So it must be the cave.

At some point during all of this we decided that this is also where the leprechauns, Santa Claus, and the tooth fairy lived, or at least transported through. I don’t think we ever got up the courage to try and make it up to the cave to check it out, or maybe we just lost interest. We were just kids after all.

The thing I remember most about every holiday, were the goodies that we either received, or made and brought to school for the little parties we had. Cupcakes were always big for those parties, even though I think my mom made full sized cakes for our easter dinner. I don’t really remember too much though, I was too preoccupied with the basket full of candy, and formulating the Easter bunny’s escape route.

This year, since we had to split our time between my husband’s family and my family’s Easter celebrations, we made mini cupcakes to bring to my parents house. Of course, we promptly forgot them at home.. so I guess I’ll just have to send them with Aaron to work tomorrow.

Anyways, here they are.. covered in Easter inspired sprinkles!

Anyways.. I know I’m posting this late, but HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!

-A.