I’m not a huge chocolate eater. However, I have a guilty pleasure that only gets satisfied at Christmas.
And my wife spoils me with them each and every year. My stocking gets a few individual ones tossed in and I get a case of 48 all to myself as well.
I enjoy them so much that I made little wings for the ones to give our kids. It makes them look like “The Golden Snitch” from Harry Potter. I also received a Squishmallow toy last year and named it Ferrero.
There’s something delicious about those little Golden experiences that I just love. Do you enjoy Ferrero Rocher? Or do you have a different favorite chocolate that you indulge in at Christmas?
Today is Good Friday. The kids were home from school and my wife and I had the day off. Our two youngest did one of the nicest things for their mother today.
They set up an Easter Egg Hunt in our living room- just for my wife. With only a little bit of help from me. (I bought the chocolates and made sure to get their mom out of the house this morning so they could set up.)
Over the past few days, the kids have been making little notes to go inside the plastic eggs. As well as a card from “The Easter Bunny”. The kids were really excited to surprise their mother today. I’m impressed that they kept it a secret.
Needless to say, my wife got very emotional. Easter and the Easter Egg Hunt has always been her favorite thing to do for the kids. This year was a nice way for the kids to treat their mother. I think my wife is a bit upset at me because for the past few days I kept telling her that the kids are getting too old for the Easter Bunny. That was a tough sell that didn’t go over well.
I don’t really think anyone is too old to enjoy a surprise scavenger hunt. If our kids still enjoy searching for chocolates as teenagers- so be it. Having them grow up is tough as it is.
I don’t eat much in the way of chocolates or sweets as it is. Candy just doesn’t appeal to me.
Growing up Catholic- I understood and despised the story of Easter. A strange celebration marking the suffering and resurrection of someone dying for my sins made about as much sense as a bunny delivering chocolate eggs.
But when I became a father, my kids needed some magic in their lives. Thus, I was ok with the Easter bunny bringing treats. Same idea as Santa or the Tooth Fairy. Magical lies told to my children in order to get them to behave and cooperate. And it was about as much fun setting up an Easter egg hunt as it was to watch the kids search them out.
My wife and I would use Easter as a time to give toys to the kids as well. The Easter Bunny would bring items for the summer as a way to celebrate spring blossoming. Somehow it turned into videogames and board games as they grew up. Now, even as we have two teenage girls and a boy turning 11- they all still want to search for treats. They also wanted me to be home to watch.
Yes I think our kids are too old for this. But I also think my wife is afraid to let go of their childhoods. Which is completely understandable. The kids play along because they get candy, chocolates and goodies. My wife plays along for nostalgia. I play along because I love all of them.