I had big dreams for a Spring Solstice and/or Buddha's Birthday party this year, but we've been so busy over the past couple of months (or, two years) that Easter ended up being a good minimum-planning-required fallback holiday option. I'm a big brunch girl, but not particularly invested in Easter as an excuse for one; Aaron, however, brought up both brunch and baskets several weeks ago, so brunch and baskets -- and an egg hunt -- all went down up in herrrr. Our Easter was low-key, festive and fun. Pretty much perfect. Have a look.

Exhibit A: The Easter Basket. Kaspar and I went shopping for his loot on Friday afternoon. I know these doings are supposed to happen secretly, but I already feel borderline uncomfortable with Kaspar's Santa Claus obsession (I have never said the dude is real, but Kaspar believes in him by cultural osmosis... And maybe because we somehow have six copies of The Night Before Christmas, which we only recently thought to put away until next December); I'm not about to start pretending there's an Easter Bunny. Plus, I didn't have time to shop until Friday afternoon, when Kaspar was also in my company. In any case, I didn't sweat it. I did put the bags of toys and such away when we got home. Kaspar knew he'd get them on Easter, even if he wasn't totally clear on when (or what) Easter would be.

He'd occasionally ask, "Can I open the Easter Basket?" and we'd tell him, "Not until Sunday!" Then on Saturday our response became, "Easter's tomorrow! You'll get your basket tomorrow." When Kaspar woke up this morning, I said (through my grog) "Happy Easter, buddy" and he asked, "Tomorrow?" I replied, "Today!"--  and it was game time. He jumped out of bed, chanting, "I want to open my Easter Basket right NOW. I want to blow bubbles!" 

While he clearly remembered at least one of the items from our shopping excursion, he was surprised and delighted by the presentation-- everything was out of the bags and nested attractively among purple wooden 'grass' shavings in the basket, which I'd placed the night before at his seat at our kitchen table. 

We got on the bubbles thing right away.

Some of our best family friends came over for brunch around 10:30. We all ate muffins, fruit and bagels ("Hey, Jesus was Jewish, right?") and watched the kiddos play.

Aaron ran out for plastic eggs from Walgreens, and hid them (we left them empty... why get fancy?) around our backyard. Kaspar and his very-best-bestie Finnegan took to the egg hunt like pros. We parents fawned over the cuteness of it all and took a million pictures.

It was all pretty idyllic, and easy and fun. Just the way Easter should be, right? And we wrapped it up by nap time. Pretty close, anyway.


Kaspar then jumped on our neighbors' trampoline for most of the afternoon.
Here's a video. Because, why not? (Btw, there's a big safety net around the trampoline, which you can't really see...  it's there, though). 

How is your family celebrating?