Always have. Of all the religious holidays, it's the most ridiculous, completely unbelievable, ludicrous premise. And then we layer on an even more preposterous story about a giant rabbit hiding eggs around the yard....eggs. Um...hello....rabbits are MAMMALS. THEY DON'T LAY EGGS!!! And the whole celebration is just annoying and lame. First my wife makes us all get dressed up in the morning and drags our asses to church, where no matter how hard we try, we never manage to get there early enough to get a seat, meaning we stand in the entryway freezing our asses off in a standing-room-only crowd with two small children who can't stand still to save their life and usually end up leaving five minutes in because they're making a scene. Then we have to stay in our uncomfortable clothes all goddamned day and play host to a bunch of people at our house or drive across town to someone else's, wasting the entire day for "brunch" which I believe is French for "shitty food that no one would eat at a real meal". There's never any alcohol and everyone is just being polite and playing along pretending to enjoy themselves when in reality all they want to do is go home and watch basketball or whatever. Sorry for the rant, but I just hate it so much. I realize now why my family didn't celebrate it when I was a kid. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2GLjh5z
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