Tuesday, April 23, 2013

How I celebrated Easter Sunday

Easter! The Lord has risen, and Christians the world over celebrate their deliverance from sin through the medium of chocolate egg. I, as a deity-curious atheist, just settled for the egg, and the chocolate.

Directly aboce the Coleman-Baker household lives a young family with otherwise angelic children aged two and eight. I say "otherwise", because although they are polite and courteous, they have the feet of elephants, which they demonstrate form 6.30 in the morning until late at night.

Easter Sunday was no different, although it became clear at a very early stage that the younglings has been introduced to large quantities of chocolate and other delights before any sane person had even considered getting out of bed.

Boom - boom - boom - boom - boom - boom - boom - boom went the feet

Boom - boom - boom - boom, followed by the unmistakable sound of primary school-aged boy jumping off the furniture and bouncing off walls.

Boom - boom - boom - boom

Boom - boom - boom - boom

A pause.

A parental cry of "Oh God, NO!"

Followed by the sound of a carpet being scrubbed, for an hour.

And that was Easter Sunday

1 comment:

Howard said...

The egg has risen