Explaining Easter

Her Majesty informed us yesterday that she does not believe in the Easter Bunny. Okay, She is 8, I'm not about to try to convince her that there is really a giant rabbit hopping all over the world hiding eggs, and pushing chocolate on kids. I agreed with her and told her I didn't believe in the Easter Bunny either. I then asked her if she knew what Easter was all about. We aren't "church going" people, and while we discuss/believe in God and Jesus, bible stories aren't something we shove down the kids throats. Well, I told her about The Crucifixion, and then told her about The Resurrection. She listened intently, was appalled about it and wanted to know who would do that to Jesus and why? I explained the best I could, pulling out old memories of Sunday School classes. Finally when I said do you understand? She said "Yeah, Kinda...but what does a bunny have to do with it??" Oh out of the mouths of babes. So I then had to go on and explain how the Catholic Church merged Easter with Pagan fertility to draw the Pagans into Christianity. That just received an eye roll and a "Why couldn't the Pagans just believe in what they wanted to?" Okay, I admit, I gave up at that point because heck, I think they should have been able to believe what they wanted to. I guess the girl does have her deep moments. Of course, I had to argue with her this week that she really didn't NEED the shirt that said "Today was a total waste of lip gloss". She settled on a little jacket with "Princess" all over it, and another proclaiming she is "Daddy's Girl". Sigh...There is a bit of intelligence inside her lip gloss coated, pretty little head. Really...there is!?


This was also my first week back at my part-time job at the pet store. It was great, I still love working there. I have had jobs that pay much more money, offered more hours, benefits, etc. and not one of the compared to this one. I LOVE working there. The people I work with are fantastic. It's a small family business and they are the most honest people I have ever met. They truly care about the animals they sell. Unfortunately, they have seen their share of animal cruelty and abuse from the customers and others who come into the store and grooming area. Yet, they are always saddened and ready to do whatever it takes to help the situation. My first day back, there was a lady who brought in a stray cat. She told the owners the story of how she had a litter of kittens and the neighbor man had gathered up her kittens and THREW THEM IN THE TRASH!!! They took the mamma to the back, gave her a good health check-up, her shots, took care of parasites, and placed her in a cage to try to adopt her out. Why didn't they just have the lady take her down to the humane society just down the road?? Because, it is a kill shelter and they knew the mamma would be killed. Not many people, let alone pet stores in that area, would take in a stray and try to improve it's life. I feel so lucky to be able to work there.
AND most importantly, this week I felt more "normal" than I have in a long time. I didn't feel disabled, but abled. It was a very good week.