Bristol County Daily News

This celebration of spring and the rewarding of good children with eggs after the lent fast have been changed by the commercialism in the United States. We are now overwhelmed with junk food and a candy hording frenzy. I set out on my mission to reward my children for good behavior as did the German immigrates in the early 1700’s that brought this tradition to our fair land.
Only to be bombarded with plastic eggs and grasses (which will never biodegrade) aisles and aisles of processes artificially flavored non-food items that sell for $8.00 a pound in plastic packaging that not only kills the planet but poisons my children. I actually walked down the aisles its colors call to you, its sparkle, its subliminal message, BUY ME BUY ME but I walked on. I actually wondered through the store thinking what, what shall I buy? How will I make this a special day when all others are out at Easter egg hunts and stuffing there chubby faces with artificially flavored non-food items. My children will walk with their little heads hung low wishing they had a different Mom! The guilt was almost too much.
Then it came to me all at once. The joy I could see on my children’s faces wiped the chocolate colored fog from my eyes. I headed outside to the green house and picked out flats of beautiful colorful flowers, little watering cans, child sized garden shovels, bubble wands and extra bubble mixture, kites and string, jump ropes and sunglasses, music CD’s and hopped out the door akin with the Osterhase. (The original Easter bunny)
Easter Sunday was a day full of family. We planted flowers in front of the beautiful stonewall that my husband had just built, we put music on and danced around the yard as we all waved our bubble wands and laughed until we ran out of bubble juice, we pulled out the jump ropes and jumped until our wonderful Easter dinner was ready, home raised ham, yams, potatoes and corn put up from last summer and a small portion of winter carrots we still had left. Everything on our table was raised on our farm there was no artificial, chemically induced or machine formed food to be found. After dinner we pulled out our bicycles and gave them a little spin around trying out the new bike trailer with my three year old laughing and calling Go faster Mom go faster!!!
All that worrying that my children would feel as if they missed out on something was replaced at the end of the day when my youngest son said Mom, this was my best day ever.

Labels: Buy Local, Green living, profood, sustainable food