Holidays are not really my thing. Traditions aren’t either. Since having children, I’ve been trying to find a way to simply, stress-less-ly (yes, I just made that up) make our own traditions to enjoy and celebrate days like Christmas and Easter. I’m pretty happy with what we did this year.
On a blog I’ve been following, I saw a tutorial on how to dye beautiful crimson red “Greek” Easter eggs naturally. I loved this science experiment and tradition rolled into one and I practically jumped up and down when I googled to find that this is an Orthodox tradition, meaning it’s something they also do in Ukraine and Russia as well. Knocking out a a science experiment, egg dying tradition and remembering my children’s heritage. Boo-yah.
It was simple, and fun.
Looks a bit gross here, but…
They were an amazing crimson when wet.
And they dried to this brick red.
Eggs to symbolize life and red to symbolize the blood of Christ.
I only wish I had read this tutorial soon. Next year, we may try to get a bit more experimental with different vegetable colors and doing herb prints. But, we may just keep it entirely to simple, crimson red eggs. Or maybe we’ll find a new “tradition” we love even more.
And I baked Paska, an Eastern European Easter bread. Recipe here.
I learned not to wait until the kids are in bed the night before Easter to begin baking Paska. I love nighttime baking, without interruption or distraction, but Paska takes a lot of rising time. There are a lot of beautiful ornaments you can make on your Paska bread, but by the time I was that far along, I just wanted to get it done. According to my googling, traditionally, the preparations with bread and dying the eggs begin on Thursday!
We’ve been trying to do some spring cleaning around our house, but the weather has been absolutely perfect yesterday and today. So, spring cleaning went outside!
I threw Gus into the bag of leaves… I thought that would be less messy than throwing him in the pile of leaves. He LOVED it.
But, we still had work to do, so I pulled him out and gave him a brand new bag to play with.
Bliss.
And, Reed and Lena were clearly fascinated, so I gave them each their own, too.
Watching my kids enjoy something as simple as a yard waste bag, while we work outside on a beautiful spring day, makes me feel full. Go get your own bliss, 5 for $1.97