The eggs must die
Mar. 23rd, 2005 07:16 pmI'm working upstairs, and I hear my partner and one of my Lovely Housemates downstairs dyeing Ostara eggs, and housemate teaching my son to chant, "The eggs must die! The eggs must die! The eggs must die!" I may have to go down and teach him to wail in plainsong, "ovo mortus est, ovo mortus est..."
I'm sure we'll be hearing from his kindergarten teacher about this one. I love group house living ;>
I'm sure we'll be hearing from his kindergarten teacher about this one. I love group house living ;>
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Date: 2005-03-24 01:47 am (UTC)(*giggle*) The Kid fought me all the way about it too..."No, no...we're going to *dye* the eggs. That means *coloring*!" He's so sick of me. :>
Although, near the end I'd had him agreeing with me that the point was moot because, clearly, the eggs were not moving and therefore already dead. What weird customs we have as a species... ;>
The plainsong was a great touch, Chel... :>
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Date: 2005-03-24 01:54 am (UTC)