I have previously mentioned that I don't get the commercialization of Easter. I'm not what you would call a religious person, and yet I'm all guilt-ridden just thinking about using Jesus' resurrection as an excuse to consume massive quantities of chocolate. (Just so we're clear, I frankly don't need an excuse to consume massive quantities of chocolate and tend to do it on days of the week that end in "y.") I just don't get how you go from "Praise, Jesus!" to "Praise, candy! And toys! And other crap!"

But.

Mr. Husband? He was ALL in favor of buying the kid random junk in celebration of Easter. After weeks of asking him, "Really? You really think Jesus rose so Alexis could get a bike?" I realized something.

I seem to be alone in this anti-commercialized Easter thing.

If you can't beat them, join them. Right?

So, I went out and bought the kid some candy, dug up a basket, and even procured some plastic eggs. Then I told Mr. Husband to add whatever he wanted, just so long as it wasn't a bike. (The only wheels that go with Jesus belong on the hotrod that he built, yo.)

This morning the Easter Bunny snuck outside and hid a bunch of candy-filled eggs in our yard. She was all sorts of clever and carefully balanced one on the handle of our front door, so the second Alexis glanced at the door, she spotted the egg and knew she should go explore outside.

The hunt was on.

People, I have to admit something. Something I very rarely admit, because it almost never happens.

I was wrong.

This commercialized Easter stuff? ROCKS!

Watching Alexis hunt high and low for eggs was A BLAST. The kid couldn't find her nose if it weren't attached to her face (I am to blame for those stunningly awesome genetics), so I made it all very obvious. STILL FUN. I'm not just saying that because she's not a big candy eater either. I mean, that is a spectacular bonus in the whole thing (hello, Reese's Peanut Butter eggs--can we be life long friends?). Genuinely, it was a lot of fun watching her run around the yard with Cody two steps behind her as she tried to find the eggs.

So, let's review. Caving to the weirdness that is the Easter Bunny will get you: 1.) LOTS of candy. The kid is only interested in the super sour jelly beans, so I get all the Mini Cadbury Eggs and Reese's Peanut Butter eggs. 2.) Lots of entertainment as you watch the kid search high and low for the hidden eggs. The entertainment will only get better as the kid gets older because I will get to be more and more evil while hiding the eggs. She's going to be BEGGING me for a map in just a few years.

What I couldn't figure out was what was in it for Mr. Husband. I can guarantee that the man will find his way to a candy clearance aisle or two or ten in record time, acquiring every sort of Easter candy there is to be had. He won't need to steal Alexis' candy. He couldn't have known that Alexis would enjoy the egg hunting as much as she did. Really he was mostly interested in her basket. The basket which he filled. With these:

Those two items which made Alexis VERY VERY HAPPY are a High School Musical DVD and a High School Musical game. Not only was Mr. Husband more than willing to purchase those items, he was waaaay more than willing to help Alexis with the game, and then later asked Alexis if she wanted to watch the movie for a second time. He missed most of the first showing, and he said he WANTED TO SEE SOME OF IT.

I'm beginning to think that Jesus was risen from the dead so that Mr. Husband could watch Zac Efron's thrusting pelvis. Just sayin'.