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I'd be scared of that bunny, too.

It seems that three years old is the Age of Holidays for Cordy. Before this time, each holiday was nothing more than a disruption to her schedule, followed by a crush of relatives she saw once every few weeks or less. No big deal for a typical kid, but Cordy's autism guaranteed that any holiday was generally an unpleasant experience. Presents did little to comfort her during these times, too. I had to be the one to open all of her presents, as the sensory overload of the entire experience sent her into shrieking fits, running away from the crowd.

Now, though, with her progress in therapy and a healthy dose of simply getting older and maturing, she's starting to like holidays. Halloween was a lot of fun for her. Christmas was a little more difficult, but I think part of the stress was due to being sick. Valentine's Day is still talked about lovingly here, with the occasional "Happy Valentine's Day, mommy!" escaping from Cordy now and then.

So now we're approaching Easter, and we're once again preparing her for the events to come on Sunday. She's also been learning about it in preschool, too. They've practiced cutting out paper eggs, painting eggs, coloring pictures of bunnies, etc. Cordy comes home each day talking of nothing but eggs and bunnies, asking for eggs to eat (which she then won't eat) and asking to paint eggs.

Tomorrow, her teacher is preparing an egg hunt in the classroom to prepare the kids for any egg hunts they may attend over the weekend. Which, of course, got me wondering - should we put together an egg hunt for her?

As a child, my mom would dress me up in a cute Easter frock, and take me over to my grandmother's, where she had already hidden several plastic eggs around her house and backyard. I'd be given a basket and told to go find all of the eggs that the Easter bunny had hidden for me. Each egg contained a prize of some sort: a few coins, a small toy, or a handful of jellybeans. Searching for those eggs was the highlight of my day.

After talking it over with Aaron, we decided it would be worth a try to have an egg hunt. We still have the plastic eggs from our failed attempt last year: she didn't care to find the eggs, and once we found all of them, she spent her time lining them up, and then ignored them. This year, I think she'll be more willing to go on the hunt. We'll put coins in most of the eggs, because she loves to "feed the piggy" (her piggybank), and maybe some M&Ms in the others.

But I think we'll avoid visiting any giant rabbits. Because even with all of the progress she's made, a six foot rabbit is still scary to a small child.

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